for the hoard!

I almost killed a monkey tonight. I consider him a close friend and he's close enough to be part of my hoard, but he crossed a line. I didn't kill him, but I made him bleed and I can still smell that rich, delicious coppery scent. I'm glad he's alive, but a lot of me wishes he were dead. Grrr...

Pause in the story

A brief pause in the story as I'm now rather busy with getting moved. I'll have more of the Chronicles up soon, I promise. In the meantime, why not support your local non-humans by going out and killing some fellow monkeys.

Remember, friends don't let friends live to oppress otherwise superior species.