roar

Four legs
Eyes black with orange circle
Long whiskers
Teeth sharp

Silent tails swirls back and forth
Nose to the ground
The everlasting scent
Food wanted

Dinner on a plate
The smell of flesh the leoperds prey
Hiding in between the trees silently stalcks
Sneaking upoun with silent paws fangs ready
Claws extended

Silently creeps
Inches away flesh sents its nostrils deep
The leopard silent sees its prey
Fangs devour the flesh ,blood spurts to the ground the prey is dead
Roar or the leapord it is feed
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Posted: Feb 2014

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Comments (5)

madtat29
Love big cats..such majestic animals...good stuff Wayne...handshake
darkhorse555
nicely crafted piece wayne dear friendangel cheers
Ravensgold
Hi Wayne,nice work...good imagery!..enjoyed it..beer wave
Odette67
I have just been watching a programe on TV with Ben Fogle in the
'Himalayan foothills' He asked what to do if he came upon a Leopard, he was told to shoo it away and to cap his hands. laugh Nice one Wayne.hug purple heart
Odette67
Ooooops Clap his hands, not cap his hands. hehehelaugh
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