Mitch's POV
I crouch into a crab walk, I must be silent. If I run out, they'll just run away. I can't have that. Not again. I maneuver my way as quickly and as quickly as I could to the nearest bush. I've not been spotted, yet. They go on about themselves, roaming around, collecting things and the like. They've turned their backs to me. This is my chance.
I hold my jacket in my hands, and I jump out. They were shocked by my movement, not having time to react. I jump to them and throw my jacket over them. They squirm and try getting out of it, but to no advile. I force them to stay in the jakcet. Soon enough, they stopped squirming. They died from suffocation.
I smile, and raise my fist in victory. For I, Michelle Hugh's, have caught two squirrels for our dinner. I am a man.
I take the squirrels from my jacket and hold them by the tails.
I smile, Jerome will be happy that I've got some food for us now.
I gaze up at the tree covered sky, the sun isn't shining as much as before now. I suppose I've been here longer than I thought.
I suppose I should get back to Jerome..
My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of rustling leaves. I look around, my eyes darting from side to side. My eyes drop to a small figure a yard away. A rabbit.
My eyes shine as I stare at it. A plump, brown rabbit hopping about and sniffing for food.
I must catch it. Jerome will sure to like me again.
I wrapped the squirrels tails to my belt(because why not), and hold my jacket with both hands again.
I do the same maneuver as I did with the squirrels. I crouch, waddle, and jump to the rabbit to trap him.
It worked.
But the rabbit is stubborn, and won't suffocate as fast as the squrriels. I suppose I'll have to walk with it all the way back in my jacket.
I shrugged. Oh well. Jerome will be even happier if I just pull it out for him and shown what I've done. I'm sure he'll be happy either way.
I smiled. And start the walk back.
