CH 69 - "Like Shooting Fish In A Barrel..."
Meike endures the hunting of the stag.
The stag pranced mere feet from them, two enormous antlers balanced on its head. Reddish brown fur coated its tall, muscular body, dustings of white and gray on its lower legs and chest. Magnificent golden eyes regarded the crowd with scorn, and the antlers! Meike had never seen such a magnificent creature. One that deserved more than this…
They’d come face to face with several deer out on hiking trails during the peak of mating season. On more than one occasion, they were forced to run or bike away from juvenile bucks and protective mothers.
But never had they seen an adult stag this close. Never dreamed to and was happier to keep it that way. This stag was a work of art, his twisted antlers a mix of red, gold, and cerulean. And it was about to be slaughtered to signal the change of seasons.
