I grab the old man and punch him with all my might. All this time I blamed humans for abandoning my father in his time of need when it was him... This hunter. Regret and anger grows within me knowing that my father's life was taken the way it was. This hunter does not value life... Any hunter of principle would have never taken my father the way he did. To poison my father in secret and then wait and watch him die instead of fighting with honor... I have lost what little respect I had for hunters. There has always been this basic understanding among out kind that at least hunters do what they do because they believe it is right and they fight man to man... but not this hunter... He is a plague and I have no qualms about ridding the world of him and his kind.
He kicks me in the groin hopin
