A picture prompt for Līgo Haībun got me inspired to write about wolves.
copyright Managua Gunn
Relentlessly the pack of wolves hunt the young elk through the winter forest. With a temperature far below zero he sinks deep with each stride, while the wolves take turns staying as close as possible. He is a strong young animal, and with his sharp antler he could still hurt the wolves if they got close enough. The alpha female is experienced and knows well, that it’s always just a matter of time. So they keep their distance while the young elk rushes through the silent forest, gradually getting weaker. It can take hours or sometimes even days, but the pack always win in the end. By nightfall the hunt will be over and the alpha female will be able to get her pack the food they desperately need.
In the bright morning sunlight only the crimson snow tells the story of the hunt across the winter taiga.
persistent pack
driven by their hunger
feed tonight
—
March 2, 2013
Björn Rudbergs writings 
A vivid story and haiku.
Thanks Eric.
Well described !!!
Thank you
I like the story and haiku. I resonate with the wolf theme.
Yes, there is a beuty in a hunting pack, despite its cruelty. Thank you.
I enjoy the sense of need here.
Neeeeed.
Uttley
Eat or be eaten… nature’s grim rule.
a good one and an interesting theme
Thank you. It made sense to the picture..
Beautiful.. I love this blog…x
Thank you.
Lovely, not one word was unnecessary!
In cold climate one tend to use bief sentenses. I make sense if its cold and even breathing is painful.
Then you naturally speak in haiku in the deep of winter – I like that 🙂
Ha 🙂
so vivid and fascinating. such a beautiful last line.
Thank you kz … really kind of you.
felt the persistence of this pack, Bjorn. you did mean bright & not bight morning sunlight, yes? anyway, you made this winter morn come alive. love it!
Of course it’s bright sunshine 🙂 corrected
but some mornings for me do bite… ha ha. 🙂
it’s a good day
for the wolves – but for the elk
not so much
Well told
JzB