The Thrill Of The Hunt
Apr 18th, 2012 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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She sniffed the air. Their stink was everywhere, making it hard for her to pinpoint a direction. But the wind was blowing from the south, so she would start in that direction.
Her handlers urged her to take the helicopter, or failing that, allow them to zip ahead with the scout vehicles. But the glory of a successful hunt would all fall to her. It was only fair that she place herself at the greatest risk. Besides, she found the whole selcouth experience so tantalizing.
After all, hunting your own species is always the most dangerous. And the most satisfying.
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