Lions

@PoppyA

A man left his home at the crack of dawn, As did the doe and her new born fawn. Both for the same reason, To nurture their young, Is it a treason. If they don't see it as fun.

@DarkLioness

Barn Owl

Deadly talons glinting past,. Silent gliding, but oh, so fast,. The dead of night, small things die,. When the hunt is on, eyesight lies,. The creatures scatter, the hunter dives,.

@eyes5ib

Predator

I look for my prey. Chest heaving. Heart pumping. The dark colours of the plants boar me. I need the colour of prey, of food. I need the red of heat. The hairs on my back stand up grey and long.

@DarkLioness

The Hunt

She stalks, she hunts,. The prey is unaware,. She cannot be spotted,. She must take care,. The wind shifts,. The prey looks up,. A shiver from the grass,. Has given her up,. Cautious and frightened,.

@Odd

Unfair Hunt

Beady human eyes With a greedy gloss, Searching the sky, He's ready for the hunt. The unfair hunt... Grey clouds dispersing The prey comes into sight. Black silhouette on a pastel sky.

@seasonfury

Polar Bear

A print in the snow. The hunters first clue. The hunters first clue,. To hunting down you. A print in the snow. Quite big and quite fresh. The hunters first clue. That led into the this mess.

@onyxheart

The Polaris Bat

#nightdwellers. It gently glides. Not needing to flap. More than once of twice. A minute. Suddenly. It begins to fly. Upward. Higher, higher. Until it reaches. Such a height. That the air is thin.