A Hunter's Point of ViewA Hunter's Point of View(Part 1)I lived alone, out in the wilderness to be exact. Some where in the forest where I was unseen and it was easy to find pray that was eatable. The species that was strange to me, these 'humans', seem to be quiet a delicasy when they stop by time to time camping or hunting for the deer that roamed. I always now and then prey upon these humans to fill my stomach with their warm flesh that seemed to satisfy my hunger and made me purr with delight. I was a lone wolf, I never hunted with other animals, that would mean fighting over the food and I didn't need to waste my strenght and energy on fighting over somethi