[ WP ] A hunting story from the perspective of the prey

`` You got ta treat'er with respect, Johnny. Do n't tease her, and make sure her death is quick and painless. That's how a real man does it.'' 
 
 I froze at the sound of human men, their feet crunching on the snow barely ten yards ahead. I thought it would be safe, this time of year. I thought we were alone. I just needed some *food*... 
 
 `` Nice and easy, boy. it's your first time. You do n't want to miss, scare her off.'' 
 
 I had to turn back. I inch away slowly, afraid that any sudden movements will spur them into action. I want to run though, run to my baby, tell him to hide in the forest. I hope he has n't come out after me. I told him to stay back, but he's such a curious thing! 
 
 `` Good, good. Now, squeeeze it...'' 
 
 Oh God, no. Too late I realize I'm going to die. They have a straight shot at me, in this meadow. I wo n't be able to warn him. My poor baby... 
 
 **BOOM** 
 
 *splat* 
 
 The last thing I hear is his voice, frantic, coming from the forest. 
 
 `` Mama?''
