Deer (hopefully)

Even if it was easier, it would be too risky. She didn't know this area well enough and wasn't sure what kind of predators called it home. She'd already met a talking snake, so she needed to be careful. Sticking to the trees, MJ scoured the jungle for any sign of life.

Along the way, she did her best to fashion some makeshift spears out of sharp stones and somewhat straight sticks. The were crude, but they would get the job done.

Finally, she happened upon a small watering hole. There were deer all around it, lapping at the peaceful waters. It was a beautiful and serene sight to behold. Unfortunately, a girl's gotta eat, she thought to herself.

Just as she was about to throw her spear, a loud BANG rang throughout the forest, sending the deer running. One of them, however, fell over dead. A man came out of the opposite end of the clearing and began to examine the deer. That was my kill!

She hopped down from the trees, startling the men. "Hey! That was mine!" MJ looked over the hunter; he appeared to be rather pudgy and out-of-breath, but she was more focused on the gun pointed at her. He lowered it, however, when he saw it was a woman.

"Fuck, you scared me," the hunter said. He had dark, messy black hair and hungry eyes. Though, they didn't seem to be hungry for the deer. "You said it's your kill, huh? Some sort of jungle huntress?"

He looked around and shrugged, "guess the others fled. Tough luck. But, if you're still wanting this one, I could probably give it to you. For a price." His eyes looked up and down her body, licking his lips as he imagined her without her clothes on.