Okay this is only in flashes not linear per say…Also I am not a hunter nor do I like the idea of hunting. For separation when I am speaking of real life I will italicize & underline that part.
All of the below took place from 5:53am-6:03am I know this from my fit bit because I had just gotten up to pee and went back to sleep.
It is dark like night time, I am looking around me and I am in a group of people in a rather large circle, but in the edge of the group, no one in this group looked like anyone I know in real life and from what I remember I wasn’t particularly connected to anyone in the group like by friends or mates. I know that I am a man, the group is talking about the animal we are hunting tho when they say the name of it it’s like my hearing stops and I don’t hear the name. I know in my brain the animal but I don’t remember the name I know it’s in the hoofed family like an Elk or Deer but not as big as a moose, if you could combine all 3 that would be close. The area around us is deep snow but when we start our trek for the animal we walk in the snow with no effort, we are in a high elevation but not on the side of a mountain but there are patches of big tall pine and other evergreen trees around us, as well as clearings with no trees or brush visible, and I notice that the group didn’t stay together everyone went the way they thought was best to get the game we are after, I do not like to hunt but I help the group because it is needed. I and another man are walking together there is an understanding that while we are both skilled hunters I am to take the lead as far as where we walk etc. He and I don’t really talk like the others are because we know that just by walking we make to much noise, the rest of the group tho we can’t see them we can hear them & feel them. I noticed that there are all these paths in the snow like you would see in a cross country skiing place about the width of 3 or 4 people and groomed it resembles a big city side walk or a one car lane road . I stop to survey the area we are in and I said to the man with me said but with out talking or gesturing that we needed to get off these paths our game doesn’t follow them and neither should we, also we needed to get away from the rest of the group they are to noisy and their energy is intrusive. He agreed and we set off to a patch of trees we saw with no paths leading to or from them. Then as we are walking we round this corner we’re we couldn’t see around it and I almost step on the hind part of what looks to me to be a yearling moose that has been killed. I reach up to turn on my head lamp like the ones we have a head band with a small flashlight but when I do instead of the light I am expecting mine is so dim it is like it is not even on. I ask the man with me to turn his on he dose and starts saying in a whisper to him it looks like a goat (to explain these “goats” are big like a Ram and all white like a Ram but their heads and body shape are like our domestic goats but with kind spindly legs like an Elk or a Moose). As we are looking over the body it appears to me that it is a trophy kill (we have a different term but like the name of the animal that escapes me now) because the animal still has everything except from mid neck up to the nose all of that fur and skin have been peeled off and all you can see is the muscles & tendon’s that are under the skin and what ever antlers and the eyes are also gone. There is no blood anywhere, I have no idea how they killed this animal I see no gun shot wounds, or knife wounds. I can also see why he says it looks like a goat to him because it is all white fur like the snow. As we stand there I am aware to look behind us and around a snow mound I see what looks like a female “goat”with 2 little ones behind her I can feel her fear I “tell” her we are not here for her or her young and we would never do what was done here we only take what is needed and that I was sorry if this was her mate. That calms her a little but she can also sense the group we are with so she remains where she is and is on alert but doesn’t run. The man I am with and I decide it is best to keep moving to get away from the group, we don’t take the meat because the kill was to long ago and the meat would not be good for us to eat or share. The we have set up our tents and built a fire we are in a clearing like a meadow, about 20’ next to the camp is a lazily running small river but by looking at its banks you can see that in the spring it runs high and fast and about 20 yards from us is the face of a flat topped mountain. I am in the tent and I am some how ME Eve, and I am thinking how I find it strange that we are in snow but are not cold or tired from walking and the mountain face I am looking at has now snow just dirt and no trees. I hear Scotty and another man’s voice, I don’t recognize but am aware we are in a group together so I am not afraid, outside the tent and the campfire popping and cracking. They are talking in whispers and I know we are to be quiet so I stay where I am looking at the mountain side and listen to them talk, they are talking about <name of the game we are hunting> and the other man says he is wondering if we are maybe in some kind of simulation, Scotty softly chuckles, I start to notice that the part of the mountain I have been looking at starts to move like vein with a heart beat, like how veins do on the back of peoples hands who are elderly & really skinny I watch and think how odd that is because there is no sound other than the campfire, the man & Scotty. I say to Scotty “do you see that?” Scotty reply’s “yep” and as he says that the movement/ heart beat grows faster in the mountain vein and just then the vein part explodes out toward us with a huge rush of water and reveals an extremely fast moving white water “new” mountain side stream/river not like a waterfall but a stream/river but that eruption has also now reached our little river near the camp and it is running so high and fast I notice that the rocks that I used to see in the river are now creating a mound of fast moving water in almost a reverse wave, I am apprehensive and I look to Scotty and “ I say should we leave, that water is rising fast.” Scotty calmly replied “nope it’s fine, we are fine.” and he and the other man continue whisper talking. I turn back to the water with a calm knowing that I am fine and think how odd there is no sound of all this rushing water. Then I am the same male I was before the campfire & river event and the other male, same from the beginning, but different from the campfire river event, we are walking again in search of <animal name> we come up to a part of the group that like us split from the bulk of us for some quiet and relief, they speak to me like the male I have been with, with out words or gestures I would say telepathic but it’s more than that the only I can think of is a combination of KNOWING & telepathic, less of a “thought” of telepathic more of just knowing/feeling, they say they have seen <animal name> and that they were following it and that we should combine for a better advantage, I agree. As we are speaking I feel I need to look behind me but up on the rock/hill side. When I do I see a HUGE wolf/elk-ish animal it is not hunting us but it notices us and leaps down to the ground we are on it lands about 10 yards from us as it lands I see it is not whole, it is “injured” on part of its face, it is gone not like blown away or ripped away more like the program didn’t finish loading to build up the rest of it, a frame work is there but easy to see, and I feel that I need to help it but I “say” I don’t want to kill you, it “says” should I attack would that be easier for you? I “say” no I raise my arm toward the wolf/elk, my arm has a shotgun all of the sudden I say “sorry” and I try to pull the trigger I have the same hesitation and the same apprehensiveness sometimes when I am checking my blood sugar I know the pain of the poke lasts for only a second or so it some mornings it takes me forever to push the button to get the poke. I sigh relax my shoulders and “say” I please forgive me I am sorry; and then I turn my head away from the wolf/elk I pull the trigger and turn back to see the bullet travel and I notice that the animal is also watching the bullet come to him and just before it touches his fur he looks at me and I feel/hear relief/thank you I’ve been waiting so long, and then as the bullet enters the fur at the front of its chest the animal turns into/explodes into leaves & glistening bits of light like glitter in the air.
Then I woke up and was laying there thinking okay so 90% of the time I don’t remember my dreams, but that was odd. As I laid there I looked at the clock to see if it was worth getting up or if I should just wait because we are getting up early to go grocery shopping I looked at the clock 6:03am,ugh, and I hear a rooster crow it’s not our neighbors rooster but sounds like the one I have nicknamed Old Man, this past week I have been trying to decide if a “wild” or a dropped off rooster has taken up roost in our trees because he heard Little Man (the name I gave our neighbors roster). I would say a dropped off rooster but his crow sounds like he is an old old bird so I hate to think who ever owned him dropped him off, but any way he made our neighbors rooster crow I smile thinking ‘hey hey Little Man you are sounding like an actual rooster instead of the squeaky voice breaking crows you had in the summer congratulations good morning Little Man, good morning Old Man.’
Then I hear my wolves okay not MINE but they are in the woods next to our home so I call them mine and I have missed hearing them for about a year or so and my heart jumps and I am so happy and my smile grows, as they howl sounds like 4 or 5 of them. Then I hear the old rooster again as if to say ‘hey did you hear that young feller?’ and our neighbors rooster crows back and then all of outside goes back to the quiet calm of the morning and inside Koa realizes I’m awake and starts the Kitty Bongos…..about 1/2 hr later Scotty’s alarm goes off. Hello Sunday.
