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As I stand head lowered close to the ground
I listen to all the sounds surrounding me,
I feel the soft moist soil under my paws
I hear something rustle some leaves nearby
I quickly look up, the ground now rushing under me
I can almost taste the blood of my prey
as I am chasing it through a dense orange forest,
I soon close the gap between me and my victim,
I then leap through the air and sink my fangs deep into
its muscular thigh, sapping its strength and causing
the white-tailed deer to stumble and plummet to the
bed of red leaves where it will take its final breaths.