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hunting

January 27, 2015
By Anonymous

The crunch of leaves under hooves in the crisp fall air.

Listening, waiting, walking, eating grass covered in frost
I hear a very soft click.
I  jumped as a joltt shot down my spine.
But can’t find anything.
I start to eat again taking a step forward
then I hear a crack and a sharp but i can’t move parallelized.



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