Blackfoot Forest My feet know the path of life

Minion's head turned as movement caught his eye. Before he even knew what he was doing, he had bent down to bite the creature. His teeth instinctively found a place around the rabbit's neck, resulting in the sickening crunch of breaking bones and warm blood pooling into his mouth as it fell limp.

Letting it drop on the ground, Minion looked around. His eyes fell upon a fellow dog. He stood frozen as realization dawned on him. He had to make a choice. A life devoid of choices didn't prepare you for making decisions. Should he share the meal, give it all to her, or keep it all for himself?

One last possible choice popped into his head; instead of thinking about food, he thought about life and death. Maybe he could ask the dog to kill him and put an end to this horrible world.