Laying behind a tree,
marine eyes locked on the deer that passes by,
licking its paws and hunched-shoulders,
watching every move the deer takes.

Standing up,
its finally getting ready,
moving its way to the next tree.
Silent-hunter trying not to make a sound.

Finally it made its move,
making no sound.
Sprinting jaws wide open,
ready to catch the deer,
jumping up catching it by its neck.
Meat-muncher finally caught its dinner.