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After yesterday’s post about the exploding bed, Qannik was asked if his dorkiness wasn’t an act. So, today, he wants to demonstrate his serious stalking skills.
The mighty hunter is stalking his prey.
The hunter knows that his quarry is hiding in fear.
Even if the target is only Kiska’s bed, the hunter stays focused.
Our apologies, but the rest of the hunting scenes are just too graphic for a family blog.
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