As Talon and Quinn made their way towards the canteen, they met with a couple of hunters on the way there in the hallway.
They received their usual scornful glances, but this wasn't exactly the usual, not the blind hate without a reason, no this was something else, as if the hatred they felt was more intense than ever.
Both Talon and Quinn exchanged a slide glance as if silently deciding amongst each other to endure, just like they always do, endure in silence, not bothering anyone.
But this does not always work out, especially now that the hatred against them is this deep-rooted, even though neither of them knew the reason, both of them felt the intense hatred directed at them.
To this point, the only thing they had to suffer through was the gazes full of hatred and some ugly words behind their back, nothing that they weren't used to already.
But this time… this time their hatred fueled them to do something else.