Chapter 3: The Snowy Wonderworld.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

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Cold air issued from their mouths as a small cloud of steam. They searched through the forest for the white rabbit. In this frozen wonderland it could be hiding anywhere. The group moved forward holding their tight formation and one in front, two rows of two in the middle and three in the rear.
There was a moved caught by the leaders eye, quickly dashing forward on all four legs, with the pack ready at its heels. The rabbit was more agile then its pursuing attackers, but they had numbers.
When the white furry animal took a sharp left one of the wolves on the left followed it and quickly took the lead in the races for food. The alpha dog regained the lead and attempted to weave his way through a group of trees to close the distance between their small meal.
After rounding the tree the rabbit disappeared, none of the wolves saw where it ran or hid. They quickly brought their noses to the ground in perfect unison, trying to find a trace of its sent. One of the smaller canines found a stronger smell that made its mouth water.
Once the others found it they quietly trailed the sent through a group of bushes and feast their eyes upon a group of three deer. The leader sprung into action, knowing a surprise attack would be the best approach. The dog barely got his claw into one of the deer’s legs before it was off, leaving an invisible trail through the snow, fresh blood.
Every wolf’s nose was locked onto the smell of the fluid that seeped from the slightly wounded animal. Each and every step had to be flawless to catch a deer, or even to run through the snow covered forest, never knowing what lay under the white shield.
The leader pushed his hardest to catch up to their next meal but a hidden root caught his right forepaw and tripped him. His family stopped to help immediately, knowing full well of the consequences. The leader’s leg did not brake but they have hunted deer before and knew when the game was lost. They would not eat this day but tomorrow they will hunt again.


Submitted: March 19, 2010

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