Another day and another failed hunt. I've tried god damn it. I've done it the way my mother and father taught me and still no rabbit. I could go for anything right now. Heck even a bird will be better than starving.

I freeze slightly as I smell wood smoke. Are you joking? How the hell is that human still here? I would have thought the human would have left as soon as the first snow arrived. But I suppose that would be smart. I go to walk away only for my stomach to rumble. Fuck... Fine. Follow the food.

I slowly trudge over to the campsite the human set up before folding my arms over my chest. My ears lower to my head as my tail flicks. I don't trust humans. Humans hunt our food and even us. But... Follow the food.

"What're you cooking?"