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Date Posted: 11:25:22 01/31/03 Fri
Author: Tlaiga
Subject: ~Gulla Gulla Island~
In reply to: Arctic 's message, "School" on 10:59:54 01/30/03 Thu

Bye bye Daddy...

Tlaiga stealthily makes a wide arch around the deer's back as the wind shifts, careful not to make any sounds that can give her away. Eventually, the alpha is at the deer's rump, away from the wind and visibility.

Green eyes stare down her prey, waiting until the young doe's head is down, grazing once more. Finally, Tlaiga is rewarded as the doe absent-mindedly feeds upon the succulent grasses of the season. It is then that she hurdles forward.

Tlaiga quickly picks up speed until she is 10 feet from the doe, when she is going full-tilt. The deer reacts at this time, her tail flicking upward like a white banner, her head held high as she sprints off to her best extent. In the end, it's the leg that keeps the doe from getting away. She is slowed considerably, giving Tlaiga an opportune chance to lunge for the frightened creature's leg.
May you learn everything...

The doe utters a harsh cry as the black wolfess' jaws clamp onto her wounded leg. Violently, she is slammed upon the ground, half-thrown, half-tripped. Using brute force, the alpha takes the advantage of her strong jaws over the deer's weak bone. Her teeth meet in a death grip around the doe's leg, breaking it. Another bellowing cry sounds, and Tlaiga lets go, now aiming for her prey's throat.

Razors clamp around the doe's windpipe, blood streaming from the large wound Tlaiga has created. Slowly, the doe succumbs to the overwhelming blood loss. Tlaiga does not let go until she is sure the doe has met her maker. Silently, the wolf bows her head, thanking the spirits.

Then she turns to Arctic, her eyes solemn as they hover along his puppyish frame. *This is how you make a kill.*

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Replies:

Murfull -- ARCTIC, 10:10:19 02/03/03 Mon
- <*>Phoque<*> -- Tlaiga, 11:21:31 02/10/03 Mon
  - >^<Phoque>^< -- Arctic, 11:15:27 02/11/03 Tue
    - .Poem. -- Tlaiga, 20:07:25 02/11/03 Tue
      - ~>MonkeyBeaver<~ -- Arctic, 10:40:19 02/12/03 Wed