by faraday » Wed Aug 04, 2010 4:16 pm
Andrew sighed, and walked out of Alpha camp, trying to think of a way to kill a squirrel with his hands. It didn't take long before he saw a squirrel. It was munching on a nut, it's back turned towards Andrew. Andrew crouched like a cat, and lunged, grabbing the squirrel's tail and thrashing it around. Poor squirrel. Suddenly, Andrew was holding just a squirrel tail. He looked down, and saw he had torn the tail clean off. He scowled, dropping the squirrel tail, and started kicking at the dazed squirrel. After 15 seconds of this, he noticed the squirrel was dead, and carried the squirrel, which was now bruised, was missing a tail and some fur, back to Alpha.