Lazing in the dry golden grass , the stif trees tower over me the sound of breeze hitting the rushes. Wanting my claws and teeth dug into a buffalo. I have my eye locked on the meal. This is the feast of a lifetime.
The threatening rocks hide me . My flawless patience is the key to a successful hunt.My trio lines up. The Grand Canyon barrier surrounds us. There is no escape.
The threatening rocks hide me . My flawless patience is the key to a successful hunt.My trio lines up. The Grand Canyon barrier surrounds us. There is no escape.
The beast comes closer and closer I duck and cover myself as much as possible. It notices us, it comes to a stand still. It breathes heavy, flinches, makes a bolt we move in I bounce onto it. I slip off it runs. You're lucky this time.
Kia ora, I am Daniel from Makauri School.
ReplyDeleteI really liked the language that you used in your writing, also the way that you described everything in the scene.
I learnt the features of your animals, and your scene.
Maybe you could add what some of the animals are and were you were in the world.
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Mā te wā Thanks Daniel
thanks Daniel fr the feed back I will try to add more detail
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