“PEW! It stinks like animals up here!”
Alerted by the woman’s proclamation of disgust, he scurried to safety only seconds before the hikers appeared. He felt ashamed, not by his musk, but because he’d been engrossed in the sunset and had not sensed the humans until they were too close.
Animal? He was glad to be thought an animal. Humans were depraved and wasteful. Humans killed without cause and destroyed without purpose.
Jeremiah sneered. He no longer missed living among them.
He waited until they were long gone before gathering his easel and paints and heading back to his cabin.
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