01-28-2011, 06:27 AM
The Hunter was too weak to protest as one of the humans worked on possibly attempting to heal his wounds. All he could muster was a soft, barely audible wheeze and some rapid movements of his eyes.
He did manage to let out a startled sort of yelp when he felt one of the humans scoop him up. He didn't know where they were taking him or what they intended to do with him. Though he was frightened and wary, he didn't have the strength to struggle and therefore remained calm.
Throughout the rest of the night the Hunter was silent. He drifted in and out of sleep, uncomfortable with the amount of pain that was still coursing throughout his body. When morning rolled around, however, there were some obvious signs that the Hunter was still alive.
...His stomach began to growl. He was hungry.
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