That is the thought that goes through my mind whenever I see them now. What has possessed them to be so cruel? So ignorant... So... Murderous... Everywhere I look now, I see the dead. Rabbits, Deer, Fox, and even... Wolves. They are killing everything... I saw it... The lightning striking the ground, the rage of his voice in the wind.
"I will speak with the General about this. He will understand, he has a level head."
At least... That is what Huntress believes. I pray she is right and can convince them to stop. At this rate, the Humans would have left the Fields and Forests barren by late Spring. If they can be taught, then life can be renewed... If they cannot be taught... Then it comes down to what Huntress calls Barbaric Logic. Sykala is my Keeper, my God, and his Domain is a place I call home. How long until the very live the Humans take to survive... turns against them? They are foolish to believe what they do is a victim-less crime. They owe Sykala everything... Do not steal from him.
"If they cannot respect the gifts Sykala gives, then why should they even receive?"
This is our home... Sykala does not go into their Cage and lay waste at their feet. What gives them the right to practice their skills upon the live out here and leave it to rot mindlessly? They must be stopped, either by teaching or harsher means... The Forests must be protected... Sykala will not be disrespected.
Forest Father, I am yours. Guide me, mold me, teach me... You are who give life to us, nourish us, and give us a home. I thank you for your mercy and abundance. You are the one True Alpha.
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