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I looked through the branches of the bush I was hiding behind and could see an animal that looked like a deer from Earth. The Darsana called it a Meeru.
It was a dappled brown colour that helped it to blend in with the jungle, but the colouring of its fur would not help it today.
I wished that I could jump up and scare it away, warn it somehow. I didn’t want to see it die. Which was stupid, of course. The fruit we’d been eating wasn’t enough. We needed the extra energy that the meat’s protein would give us to keep going at the pace we’d been walking — and there was enough meat there to feed the seven of us and have some left over.
Although I didn’t want to watch, I couldn’t look away. Rihyan slowly pulled his spear back. It was so slow that I would have missed it if I wasn’t paying
