ECLIPSE
In the last three years since Eclipse took the identity of Arrow, she had made a total of sixteen kills.
Her most difficult kill was the Alpha of a High-Ranked Pack from the West—Alpha Romania.
A man whose thirst for power was only outweighed by the rate at which he changed his wives monthly.
That fateful day, Alpha Romania was in his wolf form, running through the mountains in a twisted hide and seek game with his new wife.
Eclipse had merely found a good position and waited patiently.
With her bow drawn for hours until her shoulders threatened to collapse under the tension, she waited for her chance, and when it came, she released her Arrow.
One straight shot through the head.
She didn't miss.
That kill had solidified her reputation amongst the underworld.
The woman with white-ash hair, who handled the bow and arrow with the kind of care that demanded attention.
