"Think I'm gonna get to my cabin. Gettin' a bit tired already."
I walk out from the house. "See ya later."
At my cabin, I clean it up a bit and sit on a sofa. A thing came to my mind. I had to ask Gonzo tomorrow.
*follows Hana's bloody trail, and find's the Alpha male that Hana shot, limping badly, with a few bite marks on him*
As I draw closer to the alpha male, he starts half-heartedly barking, and I can see he will not last much longer, I approach him slowly, and feed him the few chunks of rabbit I had in my pocket. After eating the chunks, the dog faints, and I pick him up and run back to the basement, putting the dog down on the floor. I shut the door of the basement, and bind his wounds with the rabbit pelt, which stops the blood-loss, though not effectively. I enter Ragna's house, and take some more rabbit chunks, seeing no-one has touched it. Heading back to the basement, I notice that the dog has remained consciousness, and lies there, watching me with fearful eyes. I feed the dog a few more rabbit chunks, and the dog attempts to stand, only to fall back down. I inspect the wounds, and see that nothing important has been hit, but his leg is broken, which will take time to repair. I decide to go and gather the sticks that I still didn't have, and also to hunt another rabbit. The rabbit pelt would make a good bowl, however makeshift.
A smile a day, keeps sadness away!
Come and have a good ol' cuppa with me... You know you want to ...
I noticed that blood was dripping on the floor, I stood with my head against the wall. I counted the drips on the ground. 1,2,3,4,5, it was a constant speed. I felt lightheaded, my head was warm, I moved my hand towards my forehead and felt it, I took it away and looked at my hand, it was all red, red from blood. I looked at the wall, there was a hole in it.
I was shocked and I took a step back, what was I thinking? Did I really do this? I didn't know I was doing that. I walked over to a sink and looked if there was water, there wasn't. I felt on the couch still not realising what I did, am I becoming crazy? What's happening?
OOC: Fucken hell, gratz with 200 pages
"People will laugh at your dreams, then hate you when you made them come true."