The Hunt
by
BJ Niktabe
(Age: 50)
copyright 08-27-2006
Age Rating: 7 to 127
He crept through the night like a stealth ninja. He searched the wild for his unsuspecting prey. Each silent step he took was exact. His muscles moved in perfect harmony. Not a soul could sense his presence.
In one effortless leap he was over a fence, landing lightly on the hard concrete. His pupils were dilated to their fullest. He saw all. Nothing could escape his heightened senses. Nothing...
What is that? The breeze brought with it a fragrant bouquet of...what? It had to be! It was what he searched for. He could taste it now. His mouth watered for it. His jaw quivered in anticipation
of this delightful find. There was no escape for this hunted creature. It would be his!
He crouched ever lower, stealing one silent step after another. He inched along. Masked by the darkness,
He became one with it.
He had it in his sight. It was unaware of the danger looming. It was now his.
He crouched as low as he could, then took two slow steps towards his prey. In an instant, he was soaring like an eagle, talons extended.
The poor soul never saw him coming, never knew what hit him.
He grabbed his prize, tossed it into the air, as a graduate tosses his cap. He caught it mid-air, then turned to strut home with his catch.
He kept glancing over his shoulder, to each side, making sure that he wasn't being followed. This prize was not his alone, for he would present it to his Lady. He craved her praise, and he was sure that this would earn it for him.
At last, he arrived at the castle. He waited for entry as he cried out his arrival. The door began to open. It was his Lady.
He purred his greeting to her, weaving back and forth between her legs. She looked down to see the gift that he had so gently placed at her feet.
The woman screamed in horror at the sight of the mouse laying on her doorstep, then fainted.
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!! OHMIGHOSH I LOVE THAT TWIST AT THE END. IT'S SO COOL!!!!!!!
You write really really well. It's really good, and I love cats too. XDD
You're obviously a lover of cats, as I am.
Mine however does not present the catch to me. She eats it.
Her mother was feral and obviously taught her litter to hunt their food. Although mine has been tame for some years, she still shows her upbringing.
The downside is that I keep having to remove ticks from her.
Welcome !
