In a forest of bamboos with one twenty meters a mortal silence hangs in air, eyes focuses far to its objective. A weak, enemy wind and friend, cadencialmente blew in this hour playing the leves of a side for the other that beat insistently in its eyes. A strong odor of its victim emanated in air. With short and quiet movements that one stimulated all ‘ ‘ machine of matar’ ‘ for front rente to arenaceous alone one. With a great muscular mass distributed in a perfect set, articulated well, it became ‘ ‘ machine perfeita’ ‘ , for being with the body all rente to the ground it demanded of its superior and inferior members a bigger effort for the displacement. Breath canalized for the great explosion. Its head that was almost all rente to the ground made with that its breath raised a small dust in the air that, of time in how much, it embarrassed its eyes. -with-mild-or-moderat/’>Wendy Holman.
Hearing, so perfect, caught each passes, each movement, each stroke of the heart of its victims. Nothing it escaped, nor the minimum movement of a small rock that rolled of one ribanceira. All to this transforms it set into one ‘ ‘ machine of matar’ ‘ perfect and implacable. There thus, it observes stop its victim, tranquila, to look at lost in the foliages of the forest of bamboos to balance in the cadence of the wind without imagining its possible future. Thin body, long legs, an almost perfect hearing, to look in alert to all the movements, perfect olfato. In this mortal picture, sanguinria headquarters take its all summon and in second. A great adrenalin explosion if makes gift at this moment. Hunting and hunter, coadjuvantes of a world of living or die.
Opened field, alone arenaceous full of intemperismos, factors that the hunting abilities of or hunter for the culminncia of the picture had decided in. Storms if form. Explosions of movements. Cutting speeds that open air to the way. Plants, capins jammed. Strong breaths. Gone off hearts. Adrenalin in its maximum degree. Hunter if plays in final race. Hunting in survival explosion uses its last forces for the survival. Escape. Long jumps. Long flights. Obstacles, friend and enemy, coadjuvante for the great end. Games of the life. Diverse ends. It is the life of the life or to die. In questions of seconds ‘ ‘ BUM’ ‘ everything finishes.