Living in the woods is hard. There's no people,no caffine and no cell reception. I hate running. So far I have found only one redeeming quality about living in the forest and thats the hunting. Dont get me wrong I hate having to kill cute fuzzy creatures that make your heart glow but if I dont hunt I dont eat and if I dont eat i'll starve and if I starve i'll die and that is one thing i'm not prepared to do.
'Crunch' I look up from my campfire to check my surroundings. When I saw nothing in the darkness I urged myself to get on my feet and investigate that sound. Although not entirely trustful that this noise came from an animal I grabed my bow and arrows to protect myself incase it was something more than an animal.
I walked bow in hand toward the noise. The sound had came from north east of me; but incase this was an animal I stayed downwind of it. Although when I rounded the tree from where the noise came from something hit the back of my head and knocked me out cold.
When I woke up it was all too late..
