The trio follow their mother..>> -- Hunting Grounds

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Date Posted: 00:58:27 04/14/01 Sat
Author: Trillian and pups
Subject: The trio follow their mother..>>

She strides silently and waits. Soon a herd of doe comes into sight, her ears prick forth. Her three pups stand up..excitd. She nips Chetan before he could yap, she stands and pads quietly nearer to the herd. Her golden eyes watching their every move, she targets a young fawn..an evil grin is seen. She lays low and stalks, when she was near enough, she sprang high..chasing the fawn. Her tail held high as her three pups watched the hunt. She caught up to the fawn and pinned it down, she picked the stuggling fawn up and brought it over to her three pups. She placed the fawn between her and the pups, the fawn laid still..nose quivering. Chetan took a step forth and sniffed the fawn over, next came Ivory who nipped at the fawn which tried to jump for freedom but was blocked by Trillian. Tiarra came last and she bit at the fawn's belly like she had seen her mother do. The fawn bleated in pain, Tiarra growled and shook her head violently..Chetan yapped and joined in, he bit at the fawn's face, locking his puppy teeth into it and pulling it back, Ivory second pulled at the other. At last, the fawn stopped breathing, torn apart into three. The three pups feasted while Trillian kept watch..

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