Hunting Ground

Story by charles_they on SoFurry

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A short narrative on the hunting beast.


Hunting Ground

I prowled the forest grounds alone,

In search of meat and hearty bone,

With mercy gone and out of sight,

A thirst within to hunt and fight,

I scored a bear of mighty pelt,

A twelve-point buck of grace and svelte,

A lynx who dared to stalk my stride—

And each one fell before my pride,

I made my camp and got my logs,

To ward away the midnight fogs,

Horizon bled the night and day,

And sunlight's safety slipped away,

I lay alert and listening,

The crescent moon was glistening,

The shadows seemed alive with fear,

With something creeping ever near,

I fed the flames—they caught a shine,

A feral stare more wild than mine,

My blade in hand brought back my nerve—

Its calming crescent cutting curve,

I watched until arriving dawn—

By then, the hidden threat had gone,

And with it went my beast awards,

Those trophies from the lords of lords,

I tracked it back from whence it came,

So weary of its stranger game,

The prints were of a common man—

To fell this prey would take no plan,

I found its lair inside a cave,

A place that others dared not brave,

On walls he'd painted broken dreams,

With meat and teeth and hair and screams,

I saw my quarry only then—

A monstrous thing beyond my ken,

Whose tongue was longer than the night—

Whose maw was dark as moon was bright,

I trembled there, so petrified,

It closed the gap in just one stride—

It wore my pelt, my antler prize,

A human's feet, and lynx's eyes.