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I am not a dog, but your prey, oh terrible catcher!

The true poet, as we see him, is the prey of his time, is enslaved by this time, subordinated to him, is his last servant.

- Looks like loot, but in fact - garbage. Boo!
- If he wants to rest, he will find us.

- What? A deer running desperately forward! The warmth of his insides! The taste of his meat! This is all proof that the deer lived! Eat and remember about it! This is the responsibility we have for our prey!

- The deer died and now it keeps you warm. The warmth of his body becomes yours and keeps you alive. We and the predators eat meat, and the rest becomes food for trees, grass and earth. The life of this deer is not wasted.

The hunter is the easiest prey.

I peer into the faces of the others. Fun activity! It's like putting your hand into a bucket of small fish. Uncertain joy, wavering courage, fattening malice, sanctimonious sympathy, eyeless anxiety, cowardly hopes are my pitiful prey.

Too easy prey - takes away the taste of victory

Watch closely and production shows its weaknesses.

Now the whole world will be your enemy, Prince with a thousand enemies. If they catch you, they kill you. But first they must catch you. Dig, look, run away Prince with fast paws. Be nimble and a master of tricks and your people will never disappear.

- Is it not foolish to take what is rightfully ours?
- It was my loot! Thief! Run like hell!
- This is too much... We remember the thief.

The next dish, sweet Wolf.
- There you are!
- You're our token. Enjoy your last moments.
- Production ready! The hunt began!

- Grab the cat!
- But Rengar is an experienced hunter.
But now he is the prey.

Don't tell anyone where it came from. And don't hang on the wall!