Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20190714015657/@comment-36855838-20190714034335

I have my gun, my aim may be unsteady, but I can definitely hit a bear from this distance with birdshot.

I line up the barrel, and hit my mark, the broad back of the brute is pelted with pellets, and the monster takes advantage of the momentary distraction.

I sit down while she tears the throat out of the poor creature with her bare teeth, and pull out a knife.

She slowly eats her fill, the stench of blood coating the air itself like a suffocating quilt in the heat of a midsummer day.

Eventually, she turns from her meal, her fur matted and soaked with blood.

"Good evening, sir."

I twist the knife in my hands, and nod in return.

She drags the carcass towards me, and I hold out the knife by the blade.

"I hear your kind kill mine, I only request that you make it quick."

She plops down beside me, and resumes eating, taking the knife in hand, she carves out large slices, shoving each one into her mouth like candy.

"No, nod adymow."

I hive her an incredulous look.

"Then what do monsters do nowadays?"

She scoots closer, so that her back is against my chest, and grabs my wrists, wrapping my arms around her.

"Oh."