Day One - Part 2

[Victor Wolfe]

"We are making good progress, Still this stroll has been a bit too quiet, I am surprised we have not run into anyone else yet, Lets hope that everyone else is not having this level of peace, otherwise we might run into fresh opponents, that could be bad." Victor noted in his mind.

There was one other thing that was going through his head, MREs taste awful, although he had scoffed it down due to his state of starvation thinking back on the flavour, it could be one of the worst things he had eaten. And as an assassin who often had to spend weeks behind enemy lines waiting for a moment to strike, he had eaten some pretty awful things.

However he had thought of a way to remedy that situation, as he walked he had noticed much life on the island and was going to take advantage of it, that is why he was currently slowly shuffling towards a rabbit, he had hunted them many times in the past and knew that they tasted good.

Wolfe shuffled slowly towards the defenseless creature, rabbits have an excellent sense of hearing so Wolfe decided to move slowly and light footed, as not to attract the creatures attention, he also knew of there other strength. Rabbits possess roughly a three hundred and forty degree vision luckily this one was not looking around much, clearly not worried about predation, sticking to this twenty degrees of vision Wolfe managed to close the distance until he was mere feet away, coiling like a viper until he could move no further without alerting the creature.

And with a burst of pure speed he was over it, it tried to run to no avail, Wolfe had it directly in his striking zone, it could not reach a speed to escape, all he had to do now was slash it, smiling triumphantly, Wolfe reached for his waist, something was wrong, he felt around not finding what he was looking for, then he remembered. His daggers were not with him on the island, the realisation caused Wolfe to trip allowing the rabbit to escape with its life. "Looks like it's MREs again unless I find more rabbit, defeated by my one reliance on those blades, how utterly depressing" Wolfe laughed at his own lapse of concentration.