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snow crunches beneath grey paws
following age-old wisdom
and honed instinct4
they scent their prey and
follow
prowl
hunt
circling
they surround their prey
ears twitch
and eyes narrow5
they speak silently,
ease into position
cut off all escape6
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startled it flees
and they follow
nipping at fetlocks
and yipping their glee
it tires
and they gash the beast
blood flows
prey slows
stumbles
falls8
the pack feed
carrying back food to cubs
the pack gorge
exchange stories
of the next hunt9
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Good job.






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