Fast Food Service

She was quiet as she stood there, looking over the lifeless form of the deer. Muscles tense and senses on high alert. If this was another wolf they may be willing to share a meal, but another predator she knew wouldn’t be so willing. She couldn’t see the hunter and the area was oddly quiet. She knew better then to go any closer and just stood listening and watching. Her fur began to prickle along her spine as she felt like she was being watched. She was beginning to feel like she had made a very bad desicion and should have abandoned the deer when she couldn’t make out the hunters tracks. Slowly and quietly she began to back up, keeping alert as she moved a few more steps away from the kill.

Then without warning a dreaded high pitched shriek came from under a tree nearby the kill. Her ears immediately flattened and her deep blue eyes focused in on the large mountain lion that began to charge her. There would be no time to run now, she would have to face this thing. Planting her feet equally apart she readied her stance waiting and waiting until the cat was close enough. When it was she launched herself towards the left avoiding the claws and the teeth of the creature. Landing out of reach she pivoted right to face the cat, her defensive stance set once more. The mountain lion growled and she prepared for the cat to charge again.