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Date Posted: 10:11:49 12/05/01 Wed
Author: The Swallower
Subject: *She leaves the water for a moment during the night, looking around*
In reply to: The Swallower 's message, "*Venom drifts down the river....*" on 12:11:16 12/02/01 Sun

*No one seems to be active; it appears that the wolves have fled. Well, the Swallower is hungry. Time to eat all of that delicious prey running loose through the haven! *Her head pierces the surface of the water, and she glides up on the bank of the river and out of the water.

She's in luck! Deer grazing a few yards off from her haven't noticed her silent ascent. She continues forward and strikes lightning fast, grabbing a fawn. She shakes her head and its spine is broken to pieces. She gulps it down easily in a few minutes and takes off after the trail of the other deer. More deer graze throughout the field in the night. She travels about the edge of the field between it and the woods, picking off deer around the edges and killing them quickly so the ones near the middle won't be alarmed. One by one, bones crunch, eyes turn glassy, legs thrash futilely; some deer, still faintly alive, wriggle down The Swallower's throat, splattered with her acid venom. She is getting larger and larger, and a little slower, but more stealthy as her appetite is staunched. She heads toward the center of the field and picks off solitary deer; the grand finale is a herd of does, bucks and fawns. She surrounds them in a circle, inching and gliding closer and closer in a coil, then pulls her body together, holding the seven deer in a bone crushing grip.
A doe bleats and climbs out of her coils; the Swallower Grabs her by the head and throws her in the air, catching her in her mouth. She squeezes tighter and tighter, writhing to crush bones, until the screams and desperate thrashing die away. Then one by one, she does what she does best; she swallows. Then she slithers back into the water, down into her murky haven. The meadow is dry and dead, for she has passed all over it, and her splattered venom burns deep holes in the once healthy soil.

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