Predator Attack

These are my responses to the Writober prompt post Fear of Predators.

OctPoWriMo

Predation

I am the field mouse running
through the tall grass under
the sliver moon’s pencil light
Each push or pull changing
pressure above me
is a hungry winged monster
I zig-zag. I serpentine.
So many eyes like search-lights
criss-cross this prairie
Here it comes, the swoop
I’m frozen, overwhelmed
by smells of feathers and gore
then a squeak
and I’m running again
And in my den
sated, I curl up grateful
those talons met the mouse
beside me

Writober Flash Fiction

Lena kept an eye on the pack; watched it dwindle as it hunted closer and closer to her home. She knew the alpha by a tear in his ear, a chunk bit out while dominating a challenger. Every time she looked at it, she thought of the toe she cut off with an axe last winter when it turned black after getting frostbite.

She felt the hunger in their howls. Her stores had run out weeks ago, and she and the other predators were desperately snapping at rabbits, squirrels and birds with barely any meet on their bones.

Soon, very soon, Lena would meet the wolves as either predator or prey. Unless, there was something bigger, even more hungry out in the cold.

Halloween Photography Challenge

For today’s images, I wanted to create the effect of a predator coming at ya. I cut a new shape filter of teeth and eyes, and tried to get the blue depth effect in the mirrorworld. Then I had fun with my predator over red, brown, and gray lens filters among the leaves in the yard.

Happy Writober!

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See you tomorrow!