<div class="floatleft">(http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/7149/viktormartinhead.jpg)</div>Viktor, The Hunt [Fredrick Martin, et al.]<br/><br/>Twigs snapped and leaves rustled under the man's boots as he walked back to the camp. He felt relieved and amused at least, if not content or satisfied.<em>That was fun,</em>he thought, a feint smile on his lips. As Viktor approached the gathering, he nodded to his brother and Bella, in turn, before rejoining Kolette, greeting her with a dashing smile.<br/><br/>Viktor rested his arm on the back on the horse, leaning into him as he spoke. "So, did I miss anything exciting? And where did your boy, Antoine, run off to?" he asked glancing around her as if looking for him.<br/><br/>