He lived alone, for the most part. He had been outcasted a long time ago for a reason he couldn’t remember. Now he lived alone, in the dark, in a dingy cave. Well, mostly alone. He had his pets, his trophies, the other reckless, stupid creatures who thought they could brave the wildwood. But they seldom made him feel loved. Not that he deserved love, with his wild grown antlers and boney protrusions. Not when he craved the taste of flesh and the feel of blood ...
