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Date Posted: 05:47:40 10/22/01 Mon
Author: [..Wild Fire..]
Subject: +++

|..Dirty-colored fem would't withstand the hunger that ate at her any longer. She must eat. The hunger overwhelmed her senses, blocking the other ones that screamed at her to stay where she were..wait for someone else to catch prey for her. But she just couldn't wait any longer. As fem picks up dusty, cracked paws, one sense still fills her, and she pricks auds forth to listen for any danger that may threaten her existence. Slips behind a few bushes, shoulders hunched close together, shielding her from the world. Waits, silently. Fem waits..and watches for many hours, waiting for the right moment to spring upon unsuspecting prey. Finally, after many hours of wait, femme spots a young deer, no older than a year. This meal would suffice. Vixen rises slowly to her paws, crimson orbs flashing with the excitement of death. Slips in and out of the bushes, maybe to confuse the deer if it saw her. Quietly blends into the tree-line, circling around the enclosure of the meadow until she is directly behind the prey. Vix inches forward, licking chops as they release spitty elixir onto the ground, soiling it with crimson blood. Fem twitches, then she is gone, a bolt of lightening across the meadow, a cat pouncing on her mouse as vixen slams down onto the deer. Growling furiously, she tears at its neck, waiting for it to die. As soon as the deer slips into 'unconsciousness',she drags it away, clutched protectively within sharp ivories, un-willing to let go. Drags it into the trees and begins to feast pon her prey..|

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