Snippet #1701957

Well, now he had shelter and fire... now food. Roland thought about this for a long time, finally deciding that he would have no choice but to eat more dino meat. " Oh well those small ones taste like chicken anyway." Roland said to nobody at all. He thought it was alot safer to kill it with his knife too, no lead poisining that way... but he would have to get close. He thought about alternate options for a while then got the idea of a spear. He broke a long limb off a tree and tied his knife to it with leather, making a spear. " Perfect." Now, he needed to find food. Roland walked quietly through the foliage until he seen a small raptor standing in front of a tree. Roland stabbed it through the neck and pinned to the tree. He waited abot 30 seconds and that was the end of his hunt. He gutted and skinned the dinosaur there then took it back to camp. He made a spit and began cooking it. When it was finished he pulled it off the spit and looked at it for a while. " Best not think of it too much." He told himself then " Bon appitite!" And shoved some into his mouth. When he had eaten his fill he sat by the fire and waited for darkness to fall. It was going to be a hell of a night.