HAUNTED

Ashton spotted the deer, oblivious of my cunning approach, feeding very comfortably at the grasses. It was very far from it's home and family. Unknown to it, it was gonna be my special dinner tonight. I quietly advanced towards it, careful to not let my feet scrunch against any dead twigs to avert it's attention from it's merry lunch to my approach. Claws drawn and teeth bare, I was half transformed as I stepped quietly towards my prey. 

Steady. 

Quietly. 

Almost there. I steeled myself. 

Suddenly the rustling of bushes and the instant flight of a school of woodpeckers from a huge tree trunk diversed my attention as they made scurrying noises away from the tree, unintentionally, I stepped on a dry twig and it broke with a somewhat loud crack. 

Crap!

I looked up at my prey to see that it was now staring directly at me. I was busted so I decided to go along with plan B. My sweet and assumedly spicy delicious dinner knew what was
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