A boaring hunt

Kotori’s luck with hunting had been crappy as of late.  The sickness felt like it was slowing down though.  His mind still got distracted but not nearly as much and the ooze wasn’t running all the time so at points he could pass for having been healthy the entire time.  So once more Kotori was hunting, this time he paused when he found a bunch of boar scrounging about the land for food.  

Kotori lowered his body, fairly certain the hogs wouldn’t spot him, taking his time to choose which one seemed the most promising.  Would he aim for one of the stronger adults or one of the young that must have been born more recently?  The kids were bound to be easier but the adults were tempting for all that extra meat.  Licking his chops he spotted an adult that was blind in one eye and already had some scars on its back end.  It looked as if it had proved itself a survivor of one battle already but he doubted it would survive a second.  Kotori smiled smugly as he started to slink from one tree to the next to get a preferred angle.

"Kotori Fatalis"