The hunterA Poem by ashlyn vikThe wave of muscles ripple underneith the tiger's skin like water in the sea as she carefully stalks her prey
her orange eyes blaze like fire dancing in the moonlight as she pinpoints the target.
with a flick of her tail she crouches down; the rich dark soil still held the aroma of rain from the previous day.
Her prey munches on grass in blissful ignorance. the tiger steps forward and like a bird she soars through the air
she's a lightning bolt quick and deadly a flash of her canines end the life of her prey. © 2013 ashlyn vik |
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Added on January 3, 2013 Last Updated on March 21, 2013 Authorashlyn vikfouke, ARAboutI'm a person just like everyone else. I have feelings and I make mistakes. I don't pretend to be someone I'm not... I'm me. If you talk to me, I'll talk back. Im kind if you're kind. I am mean if you .. more..Writing
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