Chapter 14

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My paws kneaded the snowy earth as I flew across it, fast as an arrow, keeping low and keeping silent. Tall grass enshrouded me, while the beaming sunlight warmed my back. To an onlooker it might appear that a brown blur hunted within this overgrown field, or what little they could be see between one moment and the next. But they would be right about the ‘hunted’ part.

It was a clear day more than halfway through winter; birds chirped within earshot only to grow silent as I raced around. There was a reason I was here, now, and on the hunt - and while I zigzagged through the tall grass I drew ever closer to my purpose. I grinned in spite of myself, relishing the feel of my heartbeat, of the cooling perpetration along my snout.

I wasn’t here alone.

The scent of my prey danced in and out