Mordrivale

@Mamori_Reborn  jumping at the loud noise, he made note of how she held herself and how the gun kicked back against her shoulder. He grabbed the gun and used the leather strap to sling it over his shoulder. trotting quickly over to the mesh, he quickly grabbed it, putting one of his feet against the wall and pulling on the mesh while pushing against the wall with his foot. hoping it would move so they could get past the huge walls and into the fortress, or whatever it was.

@Microosis_The_Bear 
            
            the girl would take the gun from his hands and look it over closely. she knew it was going to be loud. it might gain attention to them, so, they would have to be quick to get the metal mesh from the castle right after. steping a few steps away from him, the young girl would stand in a sturdy position. lifting the gun and standing still, she would peer through the sight,  and rest her finger on the trigger, aiming it at the trunk of a tree. she squeezed the trigger. all too suddenly, there would be a loud bang ant echoed through the air, and even quicker, there would be a big puff in the wood of the trunk in which the bullet hit its target. Wood was frayed and broken and chipped in the trunk. 
            she would then look at him and say "Its a gun."
            
            looking around quickly now, she would set the gun down and rush to the metal mesh. "We gotta get this off!"

@Mamori_Reborn  he passed it to her and looked around, making sure nothing else was going to come harm them. He scratched lightly through his scruffy beard before turning back to her, watching what she was going to show or tell him. rubbing his sore arm trying to soothe the pain.

@Microosis_The_Bear 
            
            The swipe from the bear, the man knew would likely be almost impossible to get away from, and in such, he would only try to dodge to the right, onto the sode where his wounded foreleg was, knowing the bear was less likely to attack with that paw now. As he wpuld jump to that side, he would tuck himself into a roll, loosing the gun in the process as he would use his hands to push back into a standing position hopefully on the bears further right side. He refrained from attacking, as he could be seen backing up slightly. It was clear the human was more than intimidated by now, not having the proper equipment to attack such a creature with.

@Microosis_The_Bear 
            
            The Hunter's eyes widened slightly.  He was clearly unprepared for a bear shifter, being told that mostly kitsune inhabited this land. Despite the intimidation factor, he would not back down.
            Gun aimed for the right foreleg of the bear, he would fire a shot. He seemed to know well enough that a 12 foot bear was not something he would be able to fight and win against when all alone in the fight, and in such, he would much rather try his best to at least immobilize him. Should the bullet hit, it would lodge itself into his upper right foreleg, likely causing sharp pains, if not complete inability to use the leg. 
            Once the shot was fired, he would step backwards, aiming for another shot before he would meet a certian death, though, not firing yet

@Microosis_The_Bear 
            
            The Hunter had not yet seen the two across the field from them, and in such, the spear would hit though, due to his thick protective gear, it would seem to barely penetrate, rather sticking into the side of his gear, and plunk back to the ground. The man, quite muscular in build, would barely even studder in his step,  rather turning, a sic and malicious look soon spreading across his face. saying absolutely nothing, he would spun his gun in his hand once, before lifting it up, and aiming it directly to the man who threw the spear. 
            
            The young child however, would duck flat into the bushes, hiding from sight, she would whisper only loug enough for 'microosis' to hear, "They want to kill us all... Especially Mamori..."

@Microosis_The_Bear 
            
            The childs small hands would slip off her ears allowing them to flicker back to pointing upwards, as they would turn slightly to the sound of his voice, to the sound of the way he talked, to the way he acted. He was so calm. In her mind, this man seemed nothing like the hunters. 'Perhaps he's not one?' was the thoughts that rushed through her mind silently. 
            But the moment he said that name, she knew. Her head would turn and she would move her tiny hands to part the bushes and look at him. Now with her face in clear view, the male would be able to see the extent of the childs wounds, a large gash across her face, it was bleeding strongly,  reaching from her forehead on the right side, up and across her nose, and down to her left cheek. it was almost as if she had just gotten out of range of a swing from a sword or other sharp object. 
            "M... Mamori. ..?" the child would studder quietly. "I... we.... think... shes trapped by her... husband. Inside the castle somewhere... " 
            The younglings voice was quiet, and clearly frightened, yet she not once seemed to let out a reaction to the obviously painful wound spread across her face. 
            her tiny, blood stained right hand would point to the stony castle behind him, yet her big silver eyes always watched out to the field where the angry, destructive Hunter scowered the lands for the child. 
            If you looked to him, you would see him, equipped in modern day, swat like equipment,  except for the fact that it on the side had a sheathed sword, and in his hands was a pistol, ready and ained as he kicked hisnfeet through bushes. on his back was what appeared to be a filled backpack, and clipped to multiple spots on his hips and backpack, was a multitude of dismembered fox tails, all of which he had collected from the kitsune that he had killed just today. some were tiny, signifying that they were children, while others were large, long and bushy, obviously of the elder kitsune.

@Microosis_The_Bear 
            
            The owner to the tail seemed to let out a quiet whimper, immediately moving away from the object that she would feel in her side. The sound of its whimper gave away the fact that this person was not yet fully developed, rather being a young child, and the way it sounded, gave away the sense of terror she felt at the moment. She wouldn't give any reply rather, it was clear she was trying to act as if she wasn't there. It was definitely a childish thought,  yet, she believed that of she stayed still, and kept as quiet as she could, that the person wouldn't think she was there. 
            Should he look closer, into the bush, he would indeed see a human like child, with traits like a fox, sitting in a ball with her eyes shut tight, and her hands folding her foxy ears down. 
            Much of the childs skin was stained with blood, and there were some points where it was clear that that blood was hers. 
            
            Still rather far in the distance, the agressive and angry male's voice would be heard yelling once again,  this time going to say "I'll fucking slaughter that beast when I get my hands on her! Where the fuck is she?!"

@Microosis_The_Bear 
            
            The castle was extremely large, the build was strong and sturdy, and held intricate carvings along the boarders and pillars. The stone was a greyish white, obviously old from the simple view of how some of the stone was wore down. This castle could easily be thousands of years old.
            
            After a few seconds, a sound could be heard from behind you. It wasn't much, yet it was enough to catch your attention. Right at a nearby tree, surrounded by a large bush, was a rustle in the leaves, along with the sound of a slight struggle. Should you turn, you would see a bright, yet small tail of a red fox quickly pulling into the bush as if getting quick to hide. Off in the distance you would hear a man yell "Where did that little shit go?!". It would soon come to your realization that it was one of the hunters, and it was clear he was looking for something... or someone. 
            Perhaps, that tail belonged to what he was searching for.

 @Microosis_The_Bear (( that first post glitched -_- ))

 @Microosis_The_Bear
            
            The land was in a state of chaos. Hunters stormed through the land, taking hostage of younger kitsune. Most that were taken, were trapped, tied, or chained, which would leave them in vulnerable positions. Many of the hunters would search for the kitsune ball's, a small orb each kitsune had as a prised possession. Should someone get their hands on these said orbs, the kitsune who belonged to the ball would be forced under their control. And in such, when their orbs were discovered and stolen, they were often used as personal slaves before being murdered. 
            Through every street, Hunters could be seen searching out for hiding survivors, raiding their homes, and murdering the kin. Usually it was only the oldest kitsune who managed to escape their deaths and fight back. Standing at the head of the kingdom, many nine tails could be seen, dressed in thick, intricate armor, all of which weilded weaponry along with the blue, kitsune flames.
            Many could be seen, fighting hand to hand, going up against eachother in bloody battles, knowing at least one would die. The kitsune would fight for their freedom, and the hunters would fight to end the creatures that they viewed as atrocities, believing that humanoid beasts and mythical creatures didn't deserve life.
            However, there was one person missing from the brutal scene. The rulers. The king and queen, and their daughter, most of her people believed that her husband had her locked away, hidden somewhere in the castle, yet, no one had to ability to look, while defending their kingdom.