Apologies to the prey

In the Kalahari, the bush man as he hunts.
Shoots the antelope with a pine infused a sedative. The antelope runs far off a journey ahead of its stalker, He has escaped his predictor" He thinks but the chemicals now plague his body. It brings him down into a raging sleep.
The bush hunter then comes and apologises to the unconscious prey for the wrong treatment he says he's sorry but needs its flesh to feed it's family.
"Once you get stuck in his trap, the hunter could even play the sweet words game but in the end your flesh is his meal."

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