Jane watched the three deer eating the hunter’s corpses by the road side. She grinned to herself. If only her friends at the Animal Freedom Justice Association could see this.
She laughed as a stag pulled long, knotted intestines from a hunter’s stomach. It was almost the perfect end to a perfect day of animal rescue.
Now, if only she could do something about the magpies pulling her eyes out and the rabbit chewing a hole in her wind pipe.