I had no idea so many oomans liked to accompany woodland areas. Or that they were so loud and dumb.
I recall the stories about oomans back on Prime. Every single one painted oomans as shrieking, cunning devils that were hard to catch due to their terrifying intelect and refusal to go down without a fight.
These oomans are nothing like that. These ones have been aimlessely trudging through the forest, making loud noises, pushing around one another and making odd air noises with their mouths. It's like they want me to find them.
They are anything but terrifying. Yet they're still a threat judging by their weapons. I crawl forward on the branch I'm perched on to study the small group of oomans I've tracked. They all sit around a fire, just asking me to kill them.
Three males and one female. Easy prey.
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The Predators Hunt
FanfictionWinda was always the underdog. The one who no one ever thought would be good enough to handle a big threat. Or let alone encounter an alien that's hellbent on hunting down anything for its skull. After miraculously surviving in the wilderness with t...
