circumstances
06-26-2014, 06:11 PM
He had been tracking the doe for at least a mile now. Silver body lie close to the ground, keeping his steps quick and light so as not to alert the creature that he could spot in the distance. Ahmose froze as the deer turned in his direction. Muscles would tense in preparation for a chase, but the animal would turn back to its meal as if telling itself that it was imagining things. The man grinned and inched forward slowly. It was the opportune moment... Golden eyes would lock onto his target as his speed increased. He was good at this; stealthy and practically invisible to the victim that lie ahead. Just when he was close enough to make out the individual hairs on the animals pelt, the wind would change and he would spring, his jaws barely missing her Achilles tendon as she darted away in a flurry of snow. Silently Ahmose would follow at top speed, cursing himself for not having a partner to head her off in her attempt to escape. |