The HuntThe Hunt
All is dark. I stand on one of the flightless' wings, waiting for them to let the light come opon me. A while later, the light does come. I see
my target. A brown-grey wolf, no larger than me. I let the wind take me torward my prey. I fly only a short distance, and i circle above the wolf.
"Fly away,you will die." he says. I screech against this pitiful plea. I dive, talons stretched.
The battle lasts only a few seconds. I screech and tumble around with the wolf, seeing every flaw and using it to my advantage. The wolf
cries in agony as it tries to escape my determination, wrestling all he can to break free of my grip. I peck at his eyes, and rip at his flesh.
"Never shall I die, I am the wolf!" He whimpers as I end his life. "You are mortal, just like me and the flightless. You shall die just as you were
born, mortal to this earth, sky, and wind." I call. Nature is a cruel thing, but I felt no sorrow for this killer. I peck and rip at his fur, in the same
How to Own Your WolfabooThere is nothing wrong with wanting to protect an animal, namely one that you love, but please do not spread lies about it.How to Own Your Wolfaboo5 years ago in Drama More Like This
Statement #1: Wolves have never attacked people before.
Truth: Has teeth, will bite! You cannot exclude captive wolves from this sort of statement. Any predatory animal can and will bite under the circumstances. There is plenty of documentation that shows wolves have indeed been known to attack humans, including the natives. This is, of course, taking into account rabid, healthy, provoked and unprovoked wolves. But the main focal point being that wolves HAVE attacked people before. One of the most famous pieces of literature documenting wolf attacks is Wolves in Russia by Will N. Graves and Valerius Geist.
Statement #2: Ok, but there has never been a documented case of a healthy wolf killing a human in North America.
Truth: There are in fact two that recently happened over the past 6 years, Candice Berner and Kenton Carn
Stop Hunting for EntertainmentStop Hunting for Entertainment5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Heads held high, they prowl through the land
The blood of the flock seeping into the grass and sand
It's dark and cold, no signs of life
Their eyes glow yellow, fangs as sharp as a knife
But not as sharp as the shot in the night
Or that scream of rage into the sky
The first one yelps as it hits the floor
He looks over the flocks corpses and his hatred grows more
They spy the poor man, between the barn and a haystack
He's not scared of them they're only one pack
He's got a gun, now they don't stand a chance
Now they'll feel the vengeance of the broke mans dance
He pulled back the trigger, and killed one beast so briskly
An end so fast and painless it would be the sheep's envy
They run for the plain they'll be back they seem to say
But no, the hunter glares, not another day.
It's karma my friends, you killed his whole herd
Turned your noses up to the flocks meat but left the carnage, unaltered
Now here is your reward, you beasts of war
Stop hunting the sheep, the fa
The Sorrow of DifferenceDisowning a pet? But you told him every creature has a soul... Every creature but me...?The Sorrow of Difference6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What happened to the early mornings I would jump upon your bed, and kiss your face until you awoke with laughter? Now all you do is bellow curses straight into my furry little ears! Even as guilt broke out upon my face, you still pointed to the bedroom door.
What happened to us living alone, best friends in the world you titled "lonely"? You've gotten a boyfriend, one who "loves" dogs. Have you ever thought about what he does when you are not at home? The abuse that leaves small scars? He told you I was clumsy, even after you knew I certainly was not, and you believed him.
Some say you thought with your heart, believing in that boy. I know that you did not, for you left me for him. We had gone through so much, and you threw away our memories, just because I am a different species?
I thought you would come through for me, I thought that you would remember me. Instead, you left with him and adopted a
An Extreme Amount of IgnoranceGet ready for a lot more of this garbage reporting: http://www.ktvb.com/news/Dog-injured-by-hunters-trap-near-Bogus-Basin-136858078.htmlAn Extreme Amount of Ignorance4 years ago in Personal More Like This
Besides the huge Appeal to Emotion fallacy, the awful media spin on trapping is what's really grinding my gears. After seeing people repost the news article with their horribly biased opinion about the situation made me want to construct a logical argument for why the dog owner was completely at fault here, not the trapper.
First of all, what part of trapping season do dog owners NOT understand? I know someone from a rural community in New Mexico, and when he traps he ties an orange ribbon above where all of his traps are set. This is understood by everyone that lives in his area. Trapping is not a crime, in fact it is part of a bigger science (how do you think they collar wolves?) The story is a complete lie to shed a fabricated perception of trapping to the urbanites. You see it ramped up lately all across the country. There is a major
Humanity is the bestIt is rather bothersome that so many idiots out there claim that animals are better than people. In fact, there is no better way to be a deluded fuck than to claim animals are morally superior.Humanity is the best4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Homo sapiens is the only species with moral codes. We're the only animals have have notions of "right" and "wrong", that seek self-improvement, that have laws to protect the majority. We're the only species capable of charity, capable of considering the needs of all other members of our species, and most importantly we're the only species that actually cares for other species.
Other animals have at best emotional and instinctual connections to family/group members; everyone outside is fair game. Non-human animals have no considerations of what is ethical and what isn't; canibalism, rape and even low scale genocide have been observed multiple times. Animals are fundamentally selfish, and even in species with strong social bonds one can observe abandonment when things became harder to survi
Suuuure, wolves are majestic.A large male wolf trotted along the forests edge, looking for prey. His pack was somewhere behind him, then he heard the soft thudding of hooves.Suuuure, wolves are majestic.5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One of his pack members was going for an elk! The male shot out of his hiding spot and bit at the creatures legs. Other pack members tore at his flesh, trying to drag him down.
After a while the elk let out a low cry and fell to the ground. While the prey was lying limp on the earth, one female stepped up and bit onto the throught, puncturing the windpipe and killing the animal.
Now, you're going to expect the wolves to eat all neatly, correct? WRONG!
Instantly the male dove for the stomach, and the rip of flesh split the air. The wolf had torn the stomach open! Yummy! Then the male, and a few others, shoved their heads inside, chowing down on anything they could grab.
Now the ripping and tearing of the elk was erupting from all angles. All the canines tore savagely at their meal, staining the snow bright red.
After a while of eating, low thu
Wolves are cunning?In the late twilight glow, a wolf moves silently through tall meadow grass.Wolves are cunning?7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
His matted, soft fur moving like ripped silk over his muscles as he stalks a stag.
The forest surrounds the two in the meadow. Knowing, but not telling.
The deer grazes, lonely head down in the grass, body plump from good eating.
He is helpless.
The wolf lurks forward, and eyes twinkle greedily in the grass.
The wolf bursts from cover, lurching forward suddenly, intent on killing.
Teeth shine with gross violence in the dim light. One bite to the neck is all that is needed.
The cervical vertebrae snap with the slightest twist from the powerful beast's head.
Blood spurts from the wound and covers the deer as the unrelenting teeth drop the victim.
He is dead before he hits the ground.
The body lays sprawled on the trampled grass, with all the beauty and dignity of any murdered thing.
There is satisfaction as the flesh is torn and the meal begins.
The deer chews quickly and happily, almost praising himself over his