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"I find that hard to believe," Underestimating her? Maybe. But he wouldn't admit to that. For all he knew, she could very well take on a predator by herself just like he had so many times. She had spirit and guts, that much he could tell. She went on to comment that it was perhaps bad luck, or even an overpopulation of predators. Heck, with the amount of predators he had taken down over the winter, well...there might very well be some truth to that. "It's possible, though perhaps more predators have been driven into showing themselves more as of late. This winter has been hard on everyone, and they're no different from us." Other predators could very well be just as civilized as a pack of wolves, but when it came to surviving and competing for food, he was sure he'd be just as dangerous and mean as them if he were starving. He had starved before shortly after leaving his birth pack. The competition for food where he came from left little room to be picky. Sometimes he had to settle for scraps and old carcasses, but after finding Winter and learning how to hunt better? He became stronger. He became a better hunter, and he learned to appreciate every kill he made after that. Without death, there was no life. So he made sure to thank the animals that he ate even if it meant having to take their lives for him to survive.

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