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The Scavenger Survivor

I'm a carnivore who craves the taste of meat and yet, I can't kill anything. It just isn't within me. Until now, all of my protein has been provided in great variety, all pre slaughtered and butchered and preserved nicely, at the supermarket in my neighborhood locally. Modern technology has desensitized me. As I now forage in the forest, I come upon the carcass of a doe's body most likely taken down by a grizzly. It's been days now since I've consumed any meat. My hunger grows stronger. I'm getting dizzy and weak but I must be careful. I must stay aware. Close by may be a snoozing grizzly bear. I scan my surroundings and all appears clear. Quickly, I butcher off a shank of the now deceased deer then run off into the forest and disappear. I relish in what I've scavenged as I consume the venison. Tomorrow I will venture out to scavenge again. I only hope that I'm not the one who ends up being eaten.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 6/24/2011 10:50:00 PM
Hehe! Interesting write and outlook. And I sure hope so too that you won't be the one eaten. Well written. Thanks for sharing. Caroline.
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Date: 6/24/2011 8:53:00 AM
I enjoyed this lovely write on the scavenger,
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