what i night...i ran with a heard of deer for what seemed hours, just to see if i could...i had eaten already[some flapping, stupid farm yard birds]they refused to fly away so i bit their heads off and ate the gizzards. boney creatures, hardly worth the trouble....
finaly, when steam was rising off me and at a slight pant, i found a hollow dried fallen tree.
i stayed there for most of the day. it was in a huge bowl in a wood, its rim was surrounded by brush and hawthorne. i felt safe and secure, like when i was with my mother...\
now i want more than milk, and i preparing myself. marking the territory and looking out over the valley from a very high up clump, covered in nettles.
Unknown "Daisho"
- 16 years, 7 months, 6 days ago