My name is not important in the present time. Nor is my backstory. All that you really need to know is that I am a huntress. People forced me out of my natural home, the forest. I've been plunged into this modern day, social society after living with animals for years on end.  I've always found it easy to express my feelings through my scriptures. So I've found this place, that will store my experiences and the problems I face easily. I write when I feel like it, please don't ask me for more. The things I write shall be personal, and I don't intend to listen to anyone who has nothing nice to say. 
Dreams are precious, as are memories. We should hold on to both the beautiful and the ugly memories. And that is what I intend to do here. I shall leave you with my father's words...
"The hunt is not about the kill. It is about learning how to chase, enjoying your time before the death of the innocent"
  • JoinedOctober 30, 2014


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