Sunday, 29 June 2014

Drabble 180

Finished 3:43.

 

Since money had been tight as of late, Raven was out in the woods, with a bow, hunting deer. It would have been a lot easier had Blue not decided to follow him, and had he not been making disparaging comments about Raven's archery skills the whole time. “You know, I don't see you doing much to help,” snapped Raven as he missed yet another shot and the herd of deer once again fled along the trail. Blue reached to take the bow away from Raven, thought about it, and the dropped his hand and walked off down the trail.

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