It was snowing again. Like it had been for the past few days. Covering the ground with a thick blanket of frozen water. Usually, on nights like this, I don't like to leave the warmth of my cave. Yet this night was different.

I was hungry. Stomach growling and yearning for the meat of some unexpecting animal. There in the distance was a arctic hare. White and blending into it's surroundings but it couldn't hide from my keen eyes.

Keeping myself low to the ground I inched forward. Closer, and closer. He twitched, thinking he heard something. I kept still, hardly breathing. Waiting for the right time to strike.

He never saw it coming.
Unknown "Mah Baby Ali" Hurt - 16 years, 10 months, 5 days ago