Melody was trudging along the edge of the woods where she rarely walked. She had a couple rabbits and a pheasant which she was carrying. Her quiver was on her back, her crossbow in hand and she was wearing her equipment belt. She did this only when she was a bit lonely for the company. Company was rare for her and usually did not like many people. People changed drastically after the war stared and for the worst.<br/><br/>Some voices were heard not far from her. She automatically drew an arrow and notched it then reached for a second to reload if she needed to do so.    Slowly Melody peeked out of the woods to see a female who seemed a bit frightened and a man who had his hands up as if he was not intending any harm. But there could be others around...... She made a quick decision to venture out.<br/><br/>"Halt right there! I know how to use this crossbow and have a second arrow ready to load. These woods belong to my family and myself. Who are you and what do you want?" she spoke.<br/><br/>Melody kept an eye on both of the people and a tree behind for safety of herself. She was beginning to doubt her senses and whether or not she had a death wish that she did not know that she had. So far so good and hopefully it will stay that way.