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Hunt gone wrong (Bloodhound x reader)

Going out hunting with bloodhound and their village was a good idea in the head but now that we are here, I am unsure. Hunting one of the bigger beast who has been putting the village in danger wasn't that smart when you do not know the terrain around you. Hound might have shown me on maps and told me about it but it's way too different when you finally are out in the field.

"jafningi minn, are you alright?"

Looking up from some tracks that I was following, staring up at bloodhound.

"Your head seems to be somewhere else."

Standing, rolling my shoulders, taking in a deep breath of the fresh air.

"Even with you talk me over about Terrain, I'm still unsure about it. I'm just scared that I might fuck everyone over with me not knowing it well enough."

Feeling them place their hand on my shoulder, making me turn to them.

"You will not, jafningi minn. You are one of the best legends I know. We will come out on top." Taking another deep breath, looking up at the sky.

"May the all-father guide us." Bloodhound nods, a small hum coming from their mask, as we moved forwards.

As we moved forwards one of the villagers signaled that the Goliath was sighted and that we should be on high alert. This is it, pulling the hunting knife from my back, holding it tightly in my hand. Let the hunt begin. Hound seems to stay close to me, their own axe held tightly in their hand. Seeing the crows circle in the sky, showing us where the Goliath is.

As we came closer, a roar letting us know that the beast was close and ready to fight us. Signaling hound that I will take position in the trees to give us a birds-eye view and to be able to jump the Goliath. I know we have Arthur, but it would do us good to have someone jump the beast. A scream ripped through the air, snapping us right into action, jumping through the trees, seeing the beast hold one of the villagers in its mouth.

With a scream, I jumped down, nailing my hunting knife in its skull. The Goliath dropping the Villager as one the others quickly pulled them away to help them. Pulling out another knife, stabbing it into one of the eyes. But a harsh shack and a claw almost coming down on me, I had to rip out my hunting knife and slide of the Goliath. Bloodhound jumping onto the beast's backside, making that back leg immobile.

A claw that they didn't see made harsh contact to their side, sending them flying. Landing and sliding away, a groan left their mask, I quickly cut open their front leg. Not enough, that claw quickly came down on me. Rolling backward, the claw missing me, one of the villagers throwing a spear, making the beast turn to them. With it distracted I rushed to bloodhound's side.

"You good?" pulling them up into a sitting position, they nod.

"I'm fine, jafningi minn, Let's finish this."

A grin pulled at my face, pulling them up as we took a look at what to do next. "Take out the legs and then go in for the kill."

"That would be the safest way to do it, jafningi minn."

With our mind set, we each picked a leg and we rushed back in, a roar coming from bloodhound themself. Beast of the Hunt was active, their lenses were bright red, this side of bloodhound was always a welcome one when you are on their side. Turning to the beast, I slide along the beast it's side and went for its front leg. My hunting knife deep in its flesh, ripping through the muscle. Seeing one of the villagers trying to help us.

"No!" the claw came down hard on the villager.

Rushing to the villager I jumped to them, pulling them into my arms and rolling away from the next hit.

"Sam!"

Harsh contact was made with my side as Bloodhound pushed me out of the way of a very angry beast. Them sliding away, lying completely still in the snow. Eyes wide, the villagers looked at their fallen warrior.

"Go! return to the village!"

And they did, rushing over to bloodhound, I pulled them into my arms. Trying to check for a heartbeat, with the layers of clothing I couldn't feel anything. A roar made me pull back from bloodhound, tears in my eyes, I picked up their axe. Taking in a breath, I rushed at the beast, hacking straight into its skull. A claw coming at me once more, I jumped back leaving the axe in its skull, but it scaped my head. Hair falling into my face, blood dripping down my face.

It didn't seem to be interested in me, Bloodhound seems to be the one it was after. Rushing over to them, I placed myself over them, glaring the beast down. It came charging at us with a loud roar.

"AAAAAAAAAH!"

Screaming my head off at the Goliath trying anything to make it back down. It stopped looking down at us, breathing heavy, I jumped up, nailing my knife into its other eyes, and continued stabbing at it. Breath fast and short I wouldn't let up, it had to die. A hand grabbed at my wrist, whipping around seeing bloodhound looking down at me.

"It's over, hermaður. You killed it."

Looking back down at the Goliath it was indeed dead, its head open with stab wounds. Looking back at Bloodhound, I threw myself at them, wrapping my arm around them.

"You're alright. I thought... you already got hit ones I just-"

Their mask leaned against my head, the cold of it stung against my head wound but I could care less, they were alright. Not motionless on the ground. Their hand, pulling on the back of my head, making me tilled my head back, it's seems like they were inspecting my head wound.

"Let's get you cleaned up, jafningi minn. After that, we can honor the beast by making use of it." Agreeing we returned to the village where they helped me clean up.

Staring down at the bones that I requested having, which they didn't have to be told twice. Bloodhound took a seat next to me, hand on my shoulder making me look up at them.

"You did well, jafningi minn. You killed the goliath, helping the village return to peace."

"I know. Thank you for letting me help, Bloodhound. I... Bloodhound what does that name you keep calling me mean?"

Bloodhound looked away from me, their sight now on the waters, their hand taking hold of one of mine.

"It means 'My equal.' as that is what I see you. We have been battling side by side for some time now. I see you as a strong warrior who never gives up. I think the all-father made our paths cross for a reason."

Softly smiling at Bloodhound, I turned to them. Giving their hand a soft squeeze, making them turn their head to me.

"I'm happy to have met you as well, Bloodhound. Having you next to me in the field, it makes me feel stronger and a lot safer. And over the time we spend together, I might have started to feel and look at you more than a friend."

Leaning down, they placed their forehead onto mine. I could feel them smile under their mask. Taking hold of my other hand as well, they lifted it to their mask pressing it asked my hand.

"Thank you, elska."

Recognizing that word from one of the other villagers, a grin pulled at my lips. A happy laugh leaving my lips, slightly pushing against their mask.

"Anytime, my love."

A chuckle left their mouth, pulling me against them, both of us looking over the water as the sun was setting. We might not have said it but we both knew how much we loved each other.

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Translate

jafningi minn - my equal

hermaður - Warrior

elska - love

I'm sorry if there are any spelling errors!

i do hope you enjoyed it tho! <3

Hunt gone wrong (Bloodhound x reader)

Going out hunting with bloodhound and their village was a good idea in the head but now that we are here, I am unsure. Hunting one of the bigger beast who has been putting the village in danger wasn't that smart when you do not know the terrain around you. Hound might have shown me on maps and told me about it but it's way too different when you finally are out in the field.

"jafningi minn, are you alright?"

Looking up from some tracks that I was following, staring up at bloodhound.

"Your head seems to be somewhere else."

Standing, rolling my shoulders, taking in a deep breath of the fresh air.

"Even with you talk me over about Terrain, I'm still unsure about it. I'm just scared that I might fuck everyone over with me not knowing it well enough."

Feeling them place their hand on my shoulder, making me turn to them.

"You will not, jafningi minn. You are one of the best legends I know. We will come out on top." Taking another deep breath, looking up at the sky.

"May the all-father guide us." Bloodhound nods, a small hum coming from their mask, as we moved forwards.

As we moved forwards one of the villagers signaled that the Goliath was sighted and that we should be on high alert. This is it, pulling the hunting knife from my back, holding it tightly in my hand. Let the hunt begin. Hound seems to stay close to me, their own axe held tightly in their hand. Seeing the crows circle in the sky, showing us where the Goliath is.

As we came closer, a roar letting us know that the beast was close and ready to fight us. Signaling hound that I will take position in the trees to give us a birds-eye view and to be able to jump the Goliath. I know we have Arthur, but it would do us good to have someone jump the beast. A scream ripped through the air, snapping us right into action, jumping through the trees, seeing the beast hold one of the villagers in its mouth.

With a scream, I jumped down, nailing my hunting knife in its skull. The Goliath dropping the Villager as one the others quickly pulled them away to help them. Pulling out another knife, stabbing it into one of the eyes. But a harsh shack and a claw almost coming down on me, I had to rip out my hunting knife and slide of the Goliath. Bloodhound jumping onto the beast's backside, making that back leg immobile.

A claw that they didn't see made harsh contact to their side, sending them flying. Landing and sliding away, a groan left their mask, I quickly cut open their front leg. Not enough, that claw quickly came down on me. Rolling backward, the claw missing me, one of the villagers throwing a spear, making the beast turn to them. With it distracted I rushed to bloodhound's side.

"You good?" pulling them up into a sitting position, they nod.

"I'm fine, jafningi minn, Let's finish this."

A grin pulled at my face, pulling them up as we took a look at what to do next. "Take out the legs and then go in for the kill."

"That would be the safest way to do it, jafningi minn."

With our mind set, we each picked a leg and we rushed back in, a roar coming from bloodhound themself. Beast of the Hunt was active, their lenses were bright red, this side of bloodhound was always a welcome one when you are on their side. Turning to the beast, I slide along the beast it's side and went for its front leg. My hunting knife deep in its flesh, ripping through the muscle. Seeing one of the villagers trying to help us.

"No!" the claw came down hard on the villager.

Rushing to the villager I jumped to them, pulling them into my arms and rolling away from the next hit.

"Sam!"

Harsh contact was made with my side as Bloodhound pushed me out of the way of a very angry beast. Them sliding away, lying completely still in the snow. Eyes wide, the villagers looked at their fallen warrior.

"Go! return to the village!"

And they did, rushing over to bloodhound, I pulled them into my arms. Trying to check for a heartbeat, with the layers of clothing I couldn't feel anything. A roar made me pull back from bloodhound, tears in my eyes, I picked up their axe. Taking in a breath, I rushed at the beast, hacking straight into its skull. A claw coming at me once more, I jumped back leaving the axe in its skull, but it scaped my head. Hair falling into my face, blood dripping down my face.

It didn't seem to be interested in me, Bloodhound seems to be the one it was after. Rushing over to them, I placed myself over them, glaring the beast down. It came charging at us with a loud roar.

"AAAAAAAAAH!"

Screaming my head off at the Goliath trying anything to make it back down. It stopped looking down at us, breathing heavy, I jumped up, nailing my knife into its other eyes, and continued stabbing at it. Breath fast and short I wouldn't let up, it had to die. A hand grabbed at my wrist, whipping around seeing bloodhound looking down at me.

"It's over, hermaður. You killed it."

Looking back down at the Goliath it was indeed dead, its head open with stab wounds. Looking back at Bloodhound, I threw myself at them, wrapping my arm around them.

"You're alright. I thought... you already got hit ones I just-"

Their mask leaned against my head, the cold of it stung against my head wound but I could care less, they were alright. Not motionless on the ground. Their hand, pulling on the back of my head, making me tilled my head back, it's seems like they were inspecting my head wound.

"Let's get you cleaned up, jafningi minn. After that, we can honor the beast by making use of it." Agreeing we returned to the village where they helped me clean up.

Staring down at the bones that I requested having, which they didn't have to be told twice. Bloodhound took a seat next to me, hand on my shoulder making me look up at them.

"You did well, jafningi minn. You killed the goliath, helping the village return to peace."

"I know. Thank you for letting me help, Bloodhound. I... Bloodhound what does that name you keep calling me mean?"

Bloodhound looked away from me, their sight now on the waters, their hand taking hold of one of mine.

"It means 'My equal.' as that is what I see you. We have been battling side by side for some time now. I see you as a strong warrior who never gives up. I think the all-father made our paths cross for a reason."

Softly smiling at Bloodhound, I turned to them. Giving their hand a soft squeeze, making them turn their head to me.

"I'm happy to have met you as well, Bloodhound. Having you next to me in the field, it makes me feel stronger and a lot safer. And over the time we spend together, I might have started to feel and look at you more than a friend."

Leaning down, they placed their forehead onto mine. I could feel them smile under their mask. Taking hold of my other hand as well, they lifted it to their mask pressing it asked my hand.

"Thank you, elska."

Recognizing that word from one of the other villagers, a grin pulled at my lips. A happy laugh leaving my lips, slightly pushing against their mask.

"Anytime, my love."

A chuckle left their mouth, pulling me against them, both of us looking over the water as the sun was setting. We might not have said it but we both knew how much we loved each other.

----

Translate

jafningi minn - my equal

hermaður - Warrior

elska - love

I'm sorry if there are any spelling errors!

i do hope you enjoyed it tho! <3