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What do you guys think? The Predators

As two beautiful gray wolves trapped the deer they were stalking for few days, they showed their ferocious
teeth and howled with loudly. The deer that was quivering in a corner attempted to escape from the intelligent
wolves but did not succeed, as the wolves pounced at the deer, the deer wailed in fright, as the wolves came
down in it, they snapped the neck of the poor deer. The wolves stood on the deer with pride. As they teared
into the deer, tender flesh, they howled with delight. The blood lust had taken over them, once the deer was all
eaten, they were still hungry. They turned against one another and started fighting. They fought for hours on
end, not stopping because of their hunger. One was to tired and weak to go on, the other pounced at her when
he had the chance, the wolf immediately died. Tired and trudging, the wolf was now lone. His journey was
still not complete, he curled up and fell asleep, right where he had killed his companion. The lone wolf woke
to the sound of beautiful birdsong, the cool morning air,and the smell of grass.He continued his journey. He
ran for days without stopping, running miles and miles. Once he finally stopped, he dipped his graceful head
down for a drink, his energy replenished; he walked slowly by the river slowly, gracefully taking steps. As he
had caught his panting breath, he started running again, this time he stopped more often as the energy from
last night's kills started depleting. He had to hunt again, this time; he only saw a tiny rabbit. He thought to
himself "this rabbit will have to do." He started stalking the rabbit and pounced at his chance, his blood lust
began again, and he knew he needed more food so he started looking for more prey. He saw another deer but
knew that he had barely enough energy to pursue it. Yet he did because of his desperation, he knew if he did
not catch the deer within a day, he would not have enough energy to go on. As he quietly stalked the deer, he
made the mistake of being in to much of a rush, he stepped onto a twig. The deer ran away as he heard the
sound, without choice, the wolf pursued the energized deer, he had run for hours and yet he had not catch the
deer, it seemed to him as if the deer was getting faster, or he was getting slower. As the sun started dipping
down, the air got colder and it was harder for him to stalk the deer. The deer had disappeared from his sight;
he started losing hope and stopped, defeated. As the darkness started to take effect on him, he started
quivering from the cold, all energy drained from him. Then he smelled the blood, he got up and dragged his
limp body after him, until he saw that the deer had been been hurt. As the deer started whimpering before him,
he licked his lip and stuffed his face into the still whimpering deer, as he ate the fresh meat. His body started
warming up, his senses came back to life, and he knew he could go on. The wolf then ran few miles south to a
cave where he rested for the night.
He woke to the sound of marching footsteps; he jumped up in that instant and started snarling at the
unfamiliar noise. The sound slowly faded away into oblivion and he relaxed just a bit. He walked out into the
fresh morning air, the ground soft under his strong foot; he slowly walked to a stream, in which he took a sip
out of. Going back into the cave, he curled up and fell immediately back asleep, dreaming about his
companion. He woke as the sun was going down and decided that he should continue the journey in the cool,
crisp night air rather than the hot, stuffy afternoon. He started slowly, jogging aside the beautiful river, the
reflection of the amazing moon shining down on him. He started speeding up and finally reached a full run,
his graceful paws hitting the soft dirt. He felt so free, so alive, without the pack holding him back, yet he was
very lonely inside. Again, he ran for hours on end, but rested much more this time. His journey was long, but
he didn't care, he didn't even know where he was going himself, he just knew that he wanted to be free, unlike
all the other wolves in his pack. His muscles ached yet he did not stop, he put the pain aside so that he could
feel the joy of reaching his destination. When he finally gave in to the pain, he rolled on the ground, panting
so loud and hard that you could hear it for miles. He howled as loud as he could so the world would know
where he was. He curled up by a tree and tried to fall asleep but his aching muscles kept him awake, when the
pain subsided, he fell into a deep, deep sleep.
He did not wake till mid-afternoon, it was all silent, he didn't know what has happened, and he heard
stomping. He immediately got up onto his paws when he saw a strange creature that stood on two legs,
holding a wooden stick thing athim. Then he hear a "pft" and toppled over, not knowing what has happened,
then a strange feeling crept throughout his body and he fell into a dark, deep sleep once again. He woke to
something dark, gray, and shiny around him. He tried biting through this unknown material, it clinked and
clanked on and around his vicious teeth, he tried again but this material was strong and he could not even dent
it. He tried over and over again, but nothing happened. He soon gave up on trying freeing himself from this
nightmare and curled up, whimpering like a little baby, scared and helpless. He suddenly heard a loud clank,
but this time, he did not stand up, he wanted to die, to escape from this nightmare. A deep voice said
something in a language other than his own, he lifted his head up and saw that the same creature standing on
two legs was there before him again, he growled, the man's tone became softer, more generous, but still, he
was tense. The thing pulled something out of its bag. He backed into the corner to get away from the
frightening creature, he then smelled something like meat, but it didn't look like meat, it was all black and the
smell was all wrong, the thing tossed the meat into the gray thing that was surrounding me, and then it backed
off into another place. The wolf walked cautiously over to the meat, he sniffed it, then immediately snapped it
into his mouth in one huge bite. Swallowing down the last of the meat, he once again backed off into a corner,
to try and hide from all the dark and unfamiliar shapes around him, he curled up into a ball and fell asleep,
trying to wake from this horrible nightmare. A burst of light hit him and he jumped up in fright, the light was
blinding and white, he did not know what it was. This light wasn't like the sun to him, it was to white. He then
found the source of this mysterious light, he did not know how this thing glowed, he growled at it hoping it
would diminish, it didn't. The light seemed to be forever lasting, he still stood growling at it hours later when
two creatures walked in, one holding the same stick like thing and the other holding a gray box, as they
approached him, he growled but they did not back off, he was scared again, backing back into the corner. The
two things opened something that let them into the place where he was trapped. Then "pft", and he fell into a
nightmare again.
There were voices of all different sounds buzzing around him, he did not know where he was or what tongue
those creatures were speaking, he stood up and looked around himself and saw that there was trees, plants,
rocks, water, and so much more. He thought that he had returned back to the wild, but then he saw the same
gray, dark material surrounding him. He looked around and saw those strange two legged creatures walking
about, pointing at him, flashes of light came at him, he jumped every single time, he hid into the trees but it
seemed as if the two legged creatures were surrounding him from every side possible. He tried to dig into the
ground, hiding his head from this nightmare. Suddenly, a piece of rock started moving and a two legged
creature came walking out carrying meat! It quickly dropped the meat onto the ground and disappeared back
into the rock. His hunger came over him and he ran to the meat, gobbling it down in few bites, even though
the meat wasn't enough to satisfy his hunger, it eased his mind, if only a little. As hours passed, fewer two
legged creatures walked by flashing lights at him and pointing at him, until there was none at all. Once again
another two legged creature came out of the rocks again, holding meat and something that held water. It
dumped the water out of the container into a dip in the ground, and dropped the meat by it. Then it quickly
scurried away back into the rock. He ran over to the dip and the ground and lapped at the water greedily until
there was no more, he then slowly ate the meat, tearing it into little pieces until he ate it all. He was full from
the meat he had gotten that day, he walked over to a tree and curled up, so full from the meat and drifted off.
As the next day came to, this place slowly filled up with people once more, today there were less people
pointing and flashing lights at him but there was still plenty. He still had yet to explore this mysterious place;
he got up and slowly walked in circles in this mysterious place. On the edge, he peered down into a crevice
that surrounded him, he slowly backed off, scared of falling off the ledge. With that in mind, he walked back
into the trees, sniffing at them. The trees smelled unfamiliar, unlike any of the trees in his journey. The ground
also felt so different, he ran round and round to get a sense of where he was, the ground was soft and wet, cool
on his paws. He suddenly heard a two legged creature walking towards him, he stopped immediately and
turned around, growling at the thing, the man softly started talking to him, he felt no anger in the thing, and he
calmed down and started whimpering. When the thing heard this, it took this as a sign and started approaching
him, he growled softly at it, the man knelt down and stuck his hand out, he started slowly approaching the
thing, and he rubbed his nose against the things hand. As the thing started to leave, he let out a slight
whimper, and it kneeled down, whispering in a tongue he did not understand, but with a tone of affection. As
the day wore on, the wolf wandered around in its habitat, two legged creatures flashing those mysterious
lights at him, pointing at him, and throwing things at him. What he discovered was that whenever he howled,
the two legged creatures would start jumping and being loud. As the day wore on, the rock opened once again,
but this time it wasn't the same two legged creature as before, this one was much bigger. It was dragging a
dark gray box behind him, the wolf sniffed the air and recognized the scent, it was another wolf! As it reached
into the cage it pulled out a tiny wolf pup, when it saw me growling at it, it jumped quickly back into the rock
and closed it. He walked over to the wolf pup and sniffed at it.

When the wolf pup awoke, he barked to him, "What's your name pup?"

With a jitter, the pup answered in a tiny bark "Fortis, what's yours?"

With a loud and proud howl, he answered "My name is Dux, little Fortis."

With a tiny yelp, Fortis asked, "Where is my family? Where are we? How did I get here?"

"I don't know where your family is, I still don't know where we are, and those two legged creatures brought
you here" barked Dux

Suddenly, a two legged creature came out, Dux growled at him but he just held a stick up and "pft", and Dux
was falling into a deep slumber once again. As Dux was falling into his deep slumber, he saw the creature take
Fortis away, he tried to chase him but his body would not obey his command. Fortis yelped with fright as he
was taken away, then Dux fell into his slumber.