Snippet #2577396

Gaven crouched low as he crept through the underbrush. His prey had yet to notice him, but he knew he only had one chance. Silently, he drew an arrow, setting it and pulling back noiselessly. He could see it now, the creature's ear had twitched. It sensed the danger but, with a soft release of breath, the threat was gone and Gaven no longer existed to the forest. With a determined scowl, he loosed the arrow. The creature only saw the arrow a second before it's world went dark, the arrow slicing cleanly through it's head.
"Thank you, for the meal." Gaven muttered to no one in particular as he stood up and walked over to his catch. He has seen pictures once before on the Origin. The creature had once been known as a 'Deer', though back then it had been much more flesh and alot less machine. He actually liked them without the machinery; they were kind of cute, little, jumpy creatures. Now they were just barely nature touched.
With a sigh, Gaven grabbed the creature by it's back legs and dragged it off towards his temporary camp. He didn't really have time to think on how cute the creature could have been; food was food. It wasn't long before he reached his camp; a simply log set next to a firepit, under a large, leafy, makeshift roof. A quick flick of his wrist sent a few drops of a reddish liquid from a vial he'd pulled from his side pouch as he walked in. Instantly the scant kindling in his fire pit roared to a flame.
"Well, guess I've gotta de machine you my friend." Gaven grumbled as he flicked one of his knives free and set to preparing his meal.