The Big Hunt

They're coming. I know that they are. I feel it. The sounds in the grass, the rustling bushes, they're here for one thing: ME.

See, I was born without arms or legs, and without a way to defend. People always said i had a toxic personality and i can't agree more. I've been here for years, trying to survive without limbs and catching everything that moves. But my past doesn't matter, for THEY're coming.

I am aware of what they will do to me, but i have a theory. They're hungry for our meat. They'll eat me and my entire family, and before it our heads will be crushed by their thunder thighs. We're all intimidated by their feathers.

I'm a snake.