Introduction
The Hunting Tiger This Tigers like a large house cat when it hunts its prey it goes "ca splat". Growling and prowling through the jungle for meat because thats what he mainly eats. Soft and furry and big boned rememder when your in the jungle he's always watching you.
Melissa Caufield
English 9
Cheetah The cheetah stalks the antelope. It blends in like glass. Then it runs swift and fast. Faster, faster through the grass. The cheetah pounces at it's pray. Clash! Crash! Boom!! The cheetah eats for the first time today.
Shelby Mix
English 9
Black Panther Black as night, Cause a fright, An out stretched paw, You see the claws, Razor sharp, In the dark, It prowls, then it leaps, And bears its fierce teeth, And yet, you're smitten, It's just a kitten.
Briahna Reynolds
English 9
The hunt she soars the the jungle. in search of his prey. the king of the beasts is on the hunt. the birds soar, the zebra runs. when the king of the beasts is on the hunt.
Samantha
English 9
The Cougar Stalking its prey as it sifts through the brush in silence. It's agile yet slender body ready to pounce. While it's sleek camouflaged coat keeps it from being seen the prey non-chilauntly walks by. The blood thirsty, jagged teeth impatiently awaight it's prey. Anticipating it's every move it Advances ahead. He makes one powerful leap delivering a powerful blow to the neck and that does the job. He collects my prey and carry on to meander through those very mountains for many strenuous years to come.
Justin Morgan
Mrs.Wrisley
Monarch Gliding and graceful Fluttering by the spotted peacful Monarch Catches my eye I wonder were he's going I wonder were he's been? sweet little monarch in a monarch sky gliding high and feeling Fly!
Lindsey Hutchings
English 9
Yellow eyes pierce the black An ebony shroud of silken thread Is the crown upon this lion's head His gaping jaws, cradle his teeth His loud call rings true and deep Keeping all his prey from sleep His coat ashen by the hue of the moon A spotlight on his mighty form His coat will be amber by the morn His faint breath, a battle cry He wants not trumpets upon his arrival Since silence is the key to this kings survival His mind set on a mighty feast One fit for this king Perhaps a wildebeest.
Ashley Woodard
English 9
Peregrine Falcon Peregrine Falcons are so strong As they sing there mournful song As the young ones squeal and play The adults swoop down on their prey Their Black eyes on their target Streaming down on the varmint Life of a falcon is so much fun They do not hurt anyone.
Wayne Buerkle
9th Grade English
the hunt lion: set level with the tall grass. eyes locked on target. watching every single, percice movement of the vulnerable prey. body tense and aware, ready to strike at any minute, second..... milisecond. creeping closer and closer. slowly and steadily. placing claw then paw so quietly, with focus, one in front of the other. STRIKE! NO!, no yet, a few steps more. the prey is still unaware. the twig.CRACK! antelope's heads rise, they know.... "show time." all the energy released, full speed, powerful muscles, large and strong as rock, bolting across the scorching the safari plains. every movment counts, every stride. every inch, closer to the prey now. wildly and fierce, thundering motions, charging harder and faster! the saliva builds as the prey falls. POUNCE. and the razor sharpe blade fangs sink deep into the soft, innocnet flesh. No noice, no breath... it's over.
Sara Dougherty
English 9
Strong, stealthy and fierce With the nickname "Deadly Diablo" Feared by many Claws as sharp as a blade Panthers leap through the dark Covered by their black velvet fur Hunting for prey with might Being a predator of the night.
Kristofer St. John
English 9
There once was a duck named Little Dude. He was a Pekin Duck with beautiful white, soft feathers. Little Dude had webbed feet to help him swim faster, and balance through difficult times of finding food. He was a creative Little Dude, he was 10" tall, weighed about 10 pounds, and his body type was Bi-Ped which meant that he walks on two. Little Dude got along with lots of people. He was the most respectful, and sweet duck ever! He loved to give hugs with his amazingly long and wide wings. When Little Dude is excited and safe, he likes to make a noise like this, "Quack, Quack", Music to my ears! But, beware when Little Dude gets threatened or is about to attack! He makes a noise like a "Hiss". Ducks like Little Dude lives everywhere in the air in the world except deserts. So the first day that I saw him, was the happiest day of my life. And I will always remember him.
Katrina Yarboro
English 9
A tiger growls in the middle of the night, Hunting prey and ready for a fight, As hungry as the perishing, he spots a deer, Resting for the night in the deep spell of sleep, The massive mighty tiger creeps inches closer, The petrified deer that's now well aware, Tigers piercing eyes in the dark moonlight, Ready for a kill in the silence of night, The deer, too late, lay broken and dead, Tiger though, is gleefully fed.
Allyson Augur
The Kill He crouches down in the long,golden grass.His eyes fixed on the wildebeest herd about fifty feet away. The lion's long, powerful legs are ready to lunge at any minute. The air is still and the tension begins to build. Suddenly the lion explodes from the grass and attacks. Jumping on the helpless wildebeest, he sinks his long powerful jaws into the animals neck. The creature dies instantly and falls to the ground with a thump. In the distance, the lion's young cubs ae watching their father. With one giant roar the entire pride runs over to the magnificant creature. Dinner is served.
David Levitskiy
English 9