Maybe I don’t want heaven

Silently a slender, blond haired woman moved over the rocky grounds. Her footsteps were carefully placed, on purpose, so no tiny rocks would tumble down. Even the skirt of her white colored dress was slightly lifted up, held up by specially made brackets. Merethyl designed and created the dresses herself. All her creations were one of a kind, but not less beautiful than any other dress. Probably she could've started her own little business, if she only wasn't so scared of trying something new. Because, finally, after some few fucked up years, she felt like she had her life back on track. The job she had was nice to do, and it payed enough to live on a normal level. She wasn't poor, neither rich. Just perfectly in middleclass, the safe way as she called it. Why would she give that up? Besides, she didn't wanted to make her prescence known to the outside world. Anxious her father would find out where she was hiding, and would be forcing her back into marriage. Heck no. There was no way Merethyl was going to let that happen.
The thoughts of it made her clench her fingers tighter around the bow. Yes, she carried a bow. An item which interrupted the image of an innocent woman taking a hike across the mountains. No, not even that. People would think she was lost, considering the type of clothing she wore. For many not exactly the type of outfit they would wear during a hunt. After all, that was what Merethyl was doing. Once in a while she helped a poor, old woman in town. Ayda. The lady was struggeling hard. Unable to work the lady could hardly get any food. Sometimes Merethyl gave her money, sometimes she went on a hunt. This time she chose to hunt. There were enough foxes around here, and one fox was enough to feed a hungry mouth. It wasn't like she liked hunting, on the contrary actually. Any life on earth was valuable. Robbing someone of it felt horrible but yet, in some situations, it had to be done. Circle of life, right?
Suddenly a low growl came from behind her, while on the other side there was a sound of.. Laughing? No human laugh though. No, these sounds came from animals and Merethyl quickly understood who had been following her. Quietly she grabbed an arrow from the quiver. Her grey eyes catched the glimb of a hyena, right before she saw some movement on her left side. In the meanwhile she had put the arrow in it's position, ready to shoot whenever she had to. That moment came sooner than she thought. A hyena spurted towards her, willing to bury his teeth in her virgin white skin. Yet, Merethyl's reaction was faster. She let go of her arrow, which took down the crying animal. To make things even worse, a second human appeared. Probably unknowing about what the fuck was going on. ,,Move out of the way!" She called to the man, after pointing a second arrow in his direction. Only this wasn't ment for killing the man, but for the predator who sneaked behind him.