Writing Prompt: Avid

It had been weeks since her last true meal, days since fresh cool water soothed her parched throat. She had stalked this herd for days, silently stealing through the hot, dry grass. Her ribs strained against her taut and dry hide as flies continually buzzed about her face while she crouched.

She knew alone she risked injury or death. The size of the creatures in the herd were uniformly too large for a single hunter to overcome. Regardless, she shook off the flies, poised and charged.

Birds scattered, hooves stormed the ground, the smell and sound of fear all around gave her confidence to leap high locking her jaws onto the flank of a beast. Holding tight, teeth and claw, the smell of blood saturating her senses.

In the frenzy she was shaken off, tumbling hard into the grass, panting and exhausted. A single small morsel in her jaws; hair, skin and blood. Just a taste to soothe her avid hunger.

The Daily Post Prompt: Avid

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