The Bracken Woods when i think back on all the crap i learned in high school

The two girls squealed together as young, giddy women should--not to stereotype or anything--excitedly bumping against each other. Finally, Lily calmed down, bending her head to nose the rabbit she'd just killed. In a way, she felt kind of bad--like, she'd never really killed anything herself before, and she felt somewhat responsible for taking a life, even if it was just a little rabbit.

Then again, she ate all the time things that others had killed. . .so it would kind of make her a hypocrite to turn her nose up at meat now.

"Let's take this to the cache," Lily decided, picking the animal up between her jaws. "Thaah agehh, Koeeei," she mumbled through a mouthful of meat, hoping the girl would take her meaning through at least the grateful look she shot her. She began to stride purposefully in the direction of the cache, filled with pride and a newfound confidence.

Finally, she was a hunter. Of sorts.