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FEASTING
by John Yeo
Snow had been falling for months with everywhere buried deeply in a thick coating. The family desperately searching for food, erected shelters within a stand of snow-covered trees. Suddenly a small mound about several yards away, moved. Then with a roar a sabre-toothed tiger raced towards the family, fangs drawn seeking an easy meal. Two members of the family reacted instantly unleashing spears directly at the big cat, one spear pierced the left eye and entered the cat’s brain, stopping and killing the creature instantly. The family enjoyed fresh meat that day and were feasting for several days to come.
100 words on the word “Feasting” in response to the latest challenge from
http://www.velvetverbosity.com/blog/2015/1/20/100-words-410-its-all-so-peculiar
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johnandmargaret1607 
Some lovely descriptions in this, John, as well as plenty of action. Niccely done..
Thank you Millie ~ I felt the awful rough life in the raw of our ancestors when I dreamt this one up ~ I am so glad you liked it. 🙂
Reminds me to be grateful for heat and indoor plumbing and meat lined neatly in packages. 😉
Yes! V.V. ~ I am sure I would rather eat a TV dinner in the warm 🙂
eat or be eaten – feast or be the feast. Yup! Great 100.
barbara ~ Live and let live is the answer nowadays ~ Thanks for the great response 🙂