Prey. I can smell it. The fear that my prey omits from every pore in its body. It knows whats coming. It can sense me coming closer. Closing the gap between us, not making a sound, not making a sudden movement.
It knows i'm coming; it just doesn't know when i'll get there.
I unsheathed my long masumune being careful not to make a niose, and scare my prey. It was a long sword, and seemed almost unnessery for a job like this, but it was sharp, and that as what mattered. I had one shot. And that was it.
I say my prey sitting in the long grass, ears twitching with alert. It knew i was there. We locked eyes. I raised my masemune so it sat above just above my waist. I crouchted down low in the grass, arms tense, legs tense. And struck.
We'll eat tonight.
"Its not perfect. But its food." I said aloud, cleaning the bloody blade off with a piece of silk from my skirt.
I watched silently as Sake wound its way around the dieing animal. "You nearly missed." He said.
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Authers note:
Man this was nerve racking!
Never done this before so I hope that its right!
Take it from guys!
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