A Few Minutes Ago:
Dust stroked the trembling rabbit whose blood he had been drinking and murmured a few soft, reassuring words before he lowered it to the ground. The frightened creature took off as fast as it could, disappearing back down the hole from where he had coaxed it and three others a half hour ago. He always made sure he took only enough to keep his hunger at bay.
He had finally taken control of the constant hunger that had plagued him over the last few weeks. Sighing, he turned back toward the highway. He was running low on water and would need to find a place to set up camp within the next hour.
His journey today had been a slow and depressing one. It was his sixteenth birthday. Today was supposed to be a day of fun.
By now he and his dad would have finished working on th
