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PoesAccomplice
In the Brooder
Obsidian looked at his children proudly.Misty approached the large run and walked up and down the fence line. It was made of strong galvanised welded mesh and she soon descovered the hardware cloth buried a foot below the soft earth. She effortlessly lept over the 6 foot fence and got to work with her killing spree. Misty realised that the turkeys were way to large to tackle and the ducks had smartly fled to the large pond. She quickly worked her way through the flock of hens, giving them a sharp bite on the back of the neck. The fox was just cornering the last pullet, a load ungrateful creature when the door of the house flew open. Startled, Misty grabbed the plump hen lying dead next to her and ran back into the woods, dodging the flying pellets hammering into the ground behind her.