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I shiver as the sensation of crushing the shell and squishy insides severely creeps me out. Ew, no more bugs. I nudge it towards my increasingly smelly pile of kills, amazed at the work I had accomplished. Though I had practised on wildlife before, it was a different reasons that drove me then, to serve my god, not to feed a potential kitten. But still some blood would soak into the earth, perhaps that would be sufficient for him for now, I needn't resort to self mutilation just yet to give my god gifts of blood.
Curiously I peered about, my pile not yet complete. I wonder what more the kitten could possibly feel like, and I go for a trot about the place, maybe I will happen across another rabbit or hare. Just as the thought crossed my mind, a tuft of brown fur caught my attention from behind a tree, and I approach it as quietly as I can. Bounding into the air and twisting myself, a attempt to leap upon it, and in failing that, charge after the hare with strong limbs acting as my weapons.
the Rift
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A huntress I shall become [hunting]
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06-09-2012, 05:24 PM
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