The hunter(PRS)

Catalina started to question once again if he really had been there. Wasn't it possible that she had made hte fire just before she fell asleep and that's why she barerly remembered it? But why had she dreamt about him? She sighed deeply, annoyed with herself before she started to fix some things.
She got the fire going again so she would get warmer and got some food out from her bag. Dried meat and a bit of bread. She quickly and hungerily ate it before taking some big sips of water from her leather bag filled with water. She also cleaned her face some before she put out the fire. Now she was ready to go!
She started walking but didn't get far. She thought she was alone so she wasn't on edge, mostly just enjoying the day. But it was then it happened. She heard a sound behind her and before she could react something wrapped around her and made her fall to the ground. She gasped and tried to get away but it was too late. A group of bandits stood around her. "All alone little hunter? Too bad for you" they smirked as they saw her lying there, defenselss. "Fuck" she mumbled and tried to reach her knife in her belt so she could cut the ropes.

Chal hid when he heard voices. Whose voices was more or less a mystery, one he did not need or wanted to solve. Why was there always someone in the woods nowadays? Chal rushed towards the sound anyway, he must have gotten himself a deathwish lately. He climbed a tree when he heard the voices to close.
"All alone little hunter? Too bad for you"
Ahh... fuck... they found Catnip. How many are they? He tried to get a good view... five-six? Why where they here? Disgusting folks. Chal was pretty bad, hella bad, but he wasn't much for rape. Which was the thing they'd do probably.

So as the knight in shining armor...

Chal jumped.
"Hiya!" He shouted when his dagger found it's new home in the soggy throat of some asshole. "Such a friggin' hassle all o' this don't ya agree?" He continued as they started attacking. Of course they would!

Catalina had started to feel panic as she didn't manage to reach her knife. But even if she managed to reach the knife it would be hard to cut through the ropes without the bandits interfering or killing her. Or whatever they planned to do with her. She barerly dared to think about it. She slowly looked up at the bandits that had big grins on their face. "Fucking bandits! Let me go!". She struggled to get away from the ropes but to no use.

One of the bandits, probably the leader, leaned down and laughed right in her face. "Why that? I'm sure you have some things of use we can take. And if not...We can always take you..". Catalina got pale and stopped struggling for some seconds, scared into her bones. But before the man could do anything a shout was heard and the man fell to the ground as a very familiar figure came on top of him.

"Chal!". She tried to get away again and finally managed to get her knife. With all her might she managed to cut a hole through the ropes and got up. It just took some seconds before the knife was in the throat of one of the men. "What the hell are you doing here Chal? Have you been following me?!" she shouted as she took another knife to fight another bandit.

"Wha'?" Chal said in reply. "Nah, Catnip, just stayin' 'round for the action that follows ya 'round." He continued as he pulled out another dagger and stabbed another man in the jaw. He pulled it out before the man fell to the ground.
"For fucks sake, mate." Chal sighed and kicked the man in the head so he died. Boom! Dead! Chal should add that head to the list. Haha! Wait...
Chal dodged a bolt pointed at his head. Fuck, fuck, they have motherfucking crossbows!? Those hurt! Like, a lot! Just then he got hit. His shoulder was probably not the target but it hit. Hard. He lost his footing with the sudden pain and fell down with one of the bandits right over him.

Catalina would have shaken her head or glared at him, but she had to continue to fight. If she just could get some breathing room she could pull out her bow and drop all of them with just a couple of arrows! She managed to kill another one of them.
Finally she got some breathing room! She managed to pull out her bow and spun around to see how many of them that were left. Just two now. But one of them had a crossbow and the other was right over Chal. She quickly aimed at the one with the crossbow and shot, the man dropping dead.
"Chal!". She aimed at the man and shot him right in the head. She ran up to them and quickly got the dead man off Chal before trying to help him to sit up. "Are you hurt?!". She actually sounded concerned as she eyed his shoulder.

Chal sat up with help of Catnip and laughed softly.
"A lil' bit." Chal grabbed the bolt, the part that was sticking out anyway, and pulled. He flinched and managed to stop himself from groaning out loud of the pain. It was stuck in there. If it was a fucking screw-bolt he'd have to cut it out. He doesn't want to cut it out. "Thanks for savin' my ass." Chal said, didn't matter if she was planning on leaving him. He was pretty happy with that he wasn't dead just yet.

Catalina was still worried for him, even if he could laugh and seemed to sit up without any bigger problems. Though she had a feeling he would laugh even if he died. He seemed like the type that would die in combat one day, with a grin on his face. She studied the bolt and gulped a bit as he would pull it out. But it seemed to be stuck. "Let me help you with that". She sat down with him and took out one of her clean knifes and carefully cut up a bit of his clothes right were the bolt was. "No problem. You saved me, remember?". Without him she would probably dead or hurt in some way. She looked at him again. "This will hurt". She then quickly used the knife to get the bolt out from him and used a piece of his own clothes to stop the blood on his shoulder.

Before Chal could protest she had started to cut. He bit straight into his arm to avoid crying out loud. He wasn't prepared but it hurt! SO MUCH! It stopped hurting as much for a few seconds. Then she pulled it out and he felt like throwing up. He didn't though, his stomach just turned and he bit harder into his arm. The fabric stopped any other blood from pouring and he probably didn't bite through anything. It was hard to bite through leather. She stopped the bleeding and Chal stopped biting his arm.
"Hey, look, I'm still livin' 'n' beathin'." He said jokingly but overly relieved.

Catalina noticed him biting into his own arm and got a little bit worried but didn't do anything, she just concentrated on taking out the bolt. It would be worse if she tried to calm him and then pulled out the bolt, it would give him more pain than needed. Finally she was done and as the blood had stopped flowing she got her water bottle out and started to clean the wound, she also took out a cream made from healing leaves and put some over the wound. "Yeah, and soon you will be all patched up too" she mumbled, concentrated on her task. Finally it was done with some clean cloth wrapped around it.

"There you go". She smiled towards him and stood up, handing him a hand to help him up. It was then she remembered... "Wait...Did you visit me last night?" she sounded a bit angry but also a bit emberrased.

"Hell, that stings. What was that?" Chal said and poked it, it stung more. Of course it did. He wasn't surprised or anything, just amazed that it wouldn't hurt even more.

Chal was about to stand up when she reached out a hand to him. He took it and hurried up when he heard the question though. He used his good arm to scratch the back of his head.
"Uhm... I just... set up a fire." Chal said awkwardly and awaited the anger or at least some type of chew-out.