The mangled body of the fow layed on the ground, together in one peice. I continued on, my nose still burning with the new smell. I could hear something else too. It was extremely loud, to loud for a normal creature. But how should I really know? My sences were very Keen. I grasped onto some bark to a tree, climing up to the top to get a view of whatever it was. My footsteps were light, never being able to be heard. I did this quick, even so not to scare what could be my prey. I peered over the tops of the trees, looking down, seeing figures run around, bigger than most animals that I knew of. A moose? A bear? No... Much bigger than that...
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Tears drip down my face
I curse with anger
At only myself
I want to be free
To live another life
I hate myself
For being what I am
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