Worgen Hunting

The sky was black, the moon was full. The massive old Orc was making his way through the forest. The Orc was bald and he had a graying beard that reached to the end of his neck. He came across a rocky cliff, his black Worg with red armor right behind him. He peered over the cliff and grinned. He motioned for his worg to stay put, then jumped off the cliff. He landed on his feet, then sprinted towards the edge of the encampent, not even making a sound. He saw many tents, and in the middle was a big fire. He heard many howls coming from the center of the camp which made him grin even wider than before. He pulled out his bow and knocked an arrow. He croutched down and snuck slightly into the encampment. He saw a wicked looking beast and put an arrow right inbetween his eyes. The orc stalked over to the beast and examined the body. It was a wolf man, a worgen. He was male and small for his kind. He had an arrow in between his eyes. The Orc slit the Worgen's throat, dipped his hands into the blood, and smeared it over his lightly wrinkled forehead. He grinned again and stalked farther into the camp. There were about fourty Worgen sitting around the fire howling. He knocked another arrow and shot the biggest of the Worgen right in the back of the head, the arrow went straight through and into another Worgern's heart, blood splattering across the other Worgen. He darted to the right before the pissed off Worgen could spot him. He released another arrow into a differnt Worgen. He continued this tactic, after he killed his seventh Worgen doing this, some of the Worgen spotted him. They ran at him on all fours, the old Orc yelled his warcry, put his bow on his back, and pulled out his wicked longsword and axe. When the first Worgen reached the Orc, the Orc sidestepped him, bringing down his sword on the Worgen's back, cutting him in two. Two more worgen were charging him, he sliced the Worgen on his left head off, then he caught the Worgen on his right in the chest with his axe. Blood splattered all over the Orc's face, he grinned wickedly. He jumped over the next Worgen, doing a flip and slicing the Worgen's head in two with his sword. He sprinted towards the fire, his arms stretced out holding the sword and axe, cutting about six Worgen in half on his way. He was now in the middle of about twenty-five angry Worgen. He pulled out his knives and spun in a circle, releasing his knives. Eight Worgen fell. Then the Orc turned into a shadow and moved with lightning speed from Worgen to Worgen cutting them to peices. The rest of the Worgen fell. The Orc stood proudly, completely drenched in Blood. He yelled his Warcry as loud as he could. He whistled to his Worg then said "on to the next one". ((Hey Bloodfury, whats up? I am new to writing stories and I am in Florida so I decided to write why Skrend would be absent. PLEASE LEAVE FEEDBACK AND COMMENTS, no hard feelings at all. I really want honest tips, if you hated the story write that, but give me a reason. Expect more stories and I will be back around the end of the first week of August. P.S. First person to read this PLEASE TELL THE REST OF THE CHANNEL LEGENDS, ESPICIALLY BLOODFURY CLAN))
By: Skrend Dragonbane