With a satisfying thunk, the Changechild crumples into a heap in the middle of the clearing. Seconds later, the creature has shifted back into its human form, a large, muscular man. The killing shaft stands solitary in the center of of his chest. Another wasted life... This is no time to feel remorse, the Ranger thinks to himself.
He walks closer to the corpse, to confirm that the Changechild was in fact dead. A heart-kill, considers the Ranger. Not his finest work — two of those arrows would cost a small fortune to most — but it would have to do.
The Ranger, not taking any chances, kicks over his fire with a boot, grabs his pack and the rest of his worldly belongings, and starts making his way out of the clearing. Scant minutes later, the first howl in the distance sounds the alarm. They'd already found the dead beast in the clearing, and they were coming for him.
Attempt to hide until morning, when the threat would be averted.
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