Poetry
Poetry Hunter by Sandfire_Paiger
Sandfire_Paiger posted on Jun 13, 2011 at 06:32PM
Hunter
Stepping silently through the forest, ears pricked, mouth open tasting the air, whiskers twitching. Then she freezes. Tiny paws are scuffling on littered leaves. She crouches, ready to strike on the vole eating a seed. She leaps and lands. The victorious she-cat picks up her prey and heads for home. |