{"sf1_id":160240,"sf2_id":"3egD6p3m","title":"We Hunger","author":"Looksfar","words":167,"posted_at":"2010-07-09T20:47:00.000Z","tags":["Death","Poetry","Predator/Prey","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/160240-we-hunger","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/3egD6p3m","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/9c/04/9c040cc2-0eb7-46c1-9cf3-2c872c529616","description":"","content":"We hunger\n\nThe prey is scented\n\nWe are alert\n\nWe are ready\n\nWe move and the many become one\n\nWe quicken, the wind from our passage flowing through our fur\n\nWe slow as we near the prey\n\nShe has not caught our scent yet\n\nKeeping the wind in our noses we surround the prey\n\nBut just as the circle closes she catches our scent and is off\n\nAs one we race after her\n\nThe blood races through our veins\n\nOur hearts quicken in time with each other\n\nThe prey stumbles and slows for her leg is lame\n\nThis is why we chose her\n\nQuickly we catch up and surround her\n\nTightening the circle we nip and bite\n\nHere and there weakening her\n\nThe sweet tangy scent of blood fills our noses\n\nBlood flowing from many wounds she stumbles\n\nThe strongest of us tears at her throat and she falls\n\nQuickly the sweet still living flesh and blood fills our hungry muzzles\n\nWe hunger no longer\n\nFor now\n\n  \n  \n\n"}