Survival

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     Red woke up suddenly to the sound of a squirrel screeching. She stared at Ice Claw in horror. "You just killed a poor, innocent animal! Why would you do such a thing?"

     Ice Claw sighed. "It's called survival. You eat to survive. Did you really expect a maid to run through the forest offering bread and water to everyone? You want to survive, you have to kill. Got it?"

     Red took a deep breath, then nodded. She slowly reached out to bread a twig off a tree, then used a rock to sharpen it. Then, with a grunt, she lunged at a rabbit and shoved the stick through its chest. It gave a final squeal which was abruptly cut off by death's choke. Ice Claw nodded approvingly as Red stared at her bloodied hands in shock. I can't believe I just did that. I'll never do it again! "Go catch something else, to take back to the Pack," urged Ice Claw.

     "Great," mumbled Red.

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