|
Post by minervaquetzal on Oct 13, 2011 10:14:12 GMT -5
Minerva Quetzal is hunting. After such a long day at school, no one else would have bothered, but too much depends on this slight girl and her ability to throw a knife. No food means most of the children at the Home go hungry, and eventually die of starvation. And none of the others can hunt. In a perfect world, she would have given up meat long ago, but this is far from a perfect world. She sees a rabbit and reaches for a knife, and throws. It whizzes past, and catches a doe in the leg. Excellent. It'll be enough for a half decent meal if she gathers some berries. She sprints up to it. But just as she crouches over it, a hand is on her wrist. Peacekeeper. She whirls around to find...
|
|