By z
Date: 10 February 2000
On the hunt
She laughs and pounces at the edge of the bed, making like the predator tigress
ready for her kill, growling ferally. A deep voice intones, "Watch how the
tigress hunts amid the tall grasses of the Serengeti plains. Her cunning seeks
out the fledgling antelope separated from the herd." She growls and creeps
closer. "It's a very helpless and frightened antelope." Her teeth bared. "A
very very male helpless and frightened antelope."
Like lightning, she leaps and crushes the very male prey and uses her teeth and
talon-like nails to tickle like a tigress gone mad, bringing the "antelope"
down for the kill. The plains of the Serengeti provide no witness to the
further antics of mother nature.
-for j,
a testament to your creativity on a cold, dark night
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