Rufio shrugged. "A lot of people were turning into animals. Everybody. Not me, I stayed out of the way and didn't let any animals get near me, but then, they didn't care though. They said stuff happened like that. Nobody even talks about it anymore, they said stuff like that happens. But there's storms sometimes, too, big ones. One wrecked my fort." He had a feeling something else would happen soon, but he didn't know why. Maybe it was just intuition.
He ate another cherry and finished his soda. "So you're a hunter? What do you hunt?"