Ferd'do is close to adulthood. This is his last troop-hunt. To be accepted as a full-fledged hunter, all he has to do is... survive.
They think they're apex predators. But what if the campfire tales are true? Could something be above them on the food chain?
And what kind of twisted creature is formidable enough to to hunt the hunters?
This is a dark-fantasy short story, about 1,900 words