The Woodley Forest was a place filled with open, grassy fields and areas packed with clustered trees. Suddenly, a hedgehog emerged from a shallow burrow in the ground and began scavenging for a scrumptious dinner consisting of worms, snails, and insects. The hedgehog dug into the ground with his small paws and found himself the meal he had been searching for. Then, a swift fox came scurrying into the meadow and glanced around, hoping to find something that could prompt some excitement after his uneventful morning. All of a sudden, the fox caught a glimpse of the hedgehog grubbing the soil. He leapt forward and sprinted towards his prey. The hedgehog immediately realized the danger racing towards him and ran to the nearest oak tree and climbed …show more content…
The hedgehog stayed hidden in the tree while the fox ran to the nearest bush. Suddenly, a giant, daunting brown bear roamed into the green area. He looked around, but could not find the animals he had heard talking two minutes beforehand. The brown bear neared the bush in which the fox was hiding in until the hedgehog, with all the power he could muster up, threw a large rock towards the opposite direction. The brown bear immediately became disinterested in the bush and rushed to the suspicious sound. The fox and the hedgehog cautiously left their hiding spots and joined …show more content…
The two dissimilar animals believed that their best chance for victory would be to set up a trap for the wild brute. The small, but powerful hedgehog began digging into the ground so that he could make a large enough pit for the bear to fall into. Meanwhile, the speedy fox helped with the digging and also began making wooden spikes to put into the hole. After many hardworking hours, the duo finally finished their trap and were ready to lure the brown bear. As a finishing touch, the hedgehog plucked a few needles from his back and placed them a couple feet in front of the trap. In order to draw the brown bear into their area, the fox ran out into the Woodley Forest and searched for the bruin. The fox eventually found the enemy and called out to the
Cole and peter whet to the pond and soaked. They had soaked so many times that that they just jumped in the pond with a splash. As they carried the ancestor rock up the hill they paused in their tracks. Less than 6 feet away was the spirit bear. But something was different about the bear, it had open wounds and blood on its white fur. Peter and Cole just stood there in that same position with the big ancestor rock behind them. The Spirit bear was so still that it amazed them so much that it scared them. At once they inched backwards down that hill.
The first half of my book “The Cellar” written by Natasha Preston, was so good that I could not put the book down. The girl, at that point, had no memories which include her name and anything before she woke up on a dirty, bloody cabin floor. She looked down at her throbbing hand and found that two of her fingernails were missing.
“The rabbits accept their role in the ritual and recognize the wolf as the strong. In defense, the rabbit becomes sly and frightened and elusive and he digs holes and hides when the wolf is about. And he endures, he goes
Amarco used some of the pines off the tree to brew tea for everybody in celebration of their newfound discovery. As he grabbed his own cup of tea, he went outside the protective fencing to lie underneath his Pine Tree. While getting comfortable, he noticed a burrow in the ground beside the tree on his left. He was certain that the hole was not there in the early morning, so he slowly leaned over to peep inside. To his surprise, he saw the gopher who gave him the seed to plant sleeping in that hole. Amarco couldn’t help but grin, as he continued to sip his tea underneath his very own Tree of
A red fox enemies in the book ‘‘Red Fox’’ it states that the predators are ‘‘ humans, wolves, coyotes, bobcats, pumas, and mountain lions. ’’ Their bodies are designed to protect them by using their sharp teeth and pouncing. Some of the behaviors of the red fox are that it learns how to swim, sprint, leap, and pounce. Also a red foxes use their senses to look for things for example to keep in safe from predators. A red fox also uses their claws to defend themselves. A red fox sometimes eats the meat of the predator if it dies during the fight. Also red foxes even swim away from perderders if the predator gets too close to the red fox. So this paragraph you learn what the enemies of the red fox are and how their bodies are designed to protect them and finally the red fox learned to protect
The bears had an idea that if they gathered around the snow, the being will be created so they shared it with everyone since they knew that the snow was a sign of justice. Since everyone knows how wise the bears are, they believed them and gathered around, then they all started to perform a ritual dance around the snow to thank the sky and hoped that the being will be created. Slowly, they started to see a person growing out of the snow, they all shouted happily and danced
She climbed over the fixed fence and ran by the tree line, hoping Aida didn’t stray too far. Not having any luck she whistled for her dogs to come along and the two collies came running. With her dogs she traveled into the woods, Twilly walking farther ahead her paws making perfect impressions in the mud. It was easy for them to run through the mud and leap over roots and branches but for Maria it was a struggle. After several min...
When Brian wakes up, he is overcome with dread. His body aches and his mind is cloudy, but he remembers where he is and his instincts take over. He builds a shelter, and as he settles down for the night he realizes that he is not the only one living in the woods. A porcupine comes into his shelter and attacks him in the middle of the night, leaving its quills in his lower leg, and Brian in extreme pain. His experience that night, though it helped him discover how to make a fire, left him scarred and his will broken. On another day, Brian finds a berry bush, and is overjoyed to find such readily available food, until he eats too many of them and finds that they upset his stomach extremely. This demonstrates his trouble finding food and surviving in the woods.
Walking along peacefully, through the woods at Stiehl’s hilltop house. It never gets old. I head down the path, surrounded by tall grass. I come to the little creek at the edge of the woods. I plop down on the edge the water and take a seat on the rocks, listening to the trickle of water, that comes from a spring just a few miles away. Looking for a cool rock to bring back, a sound prickles my ears. The distant howl of coyotes. A little disturbing but impressive all at once. Standing up I hear a squish. Down I look and I realize that it is my feet in the mud that made the noise. Like a little kid again, I start hopping around playfully in the mud making it squish. Along I go, through the peacefulness of the woods once more.
I walk along the narrow logging road, scuffing my feet in the four inch dust. I am delighted to see my dad's big, green skidder, a machine used to drag logs from the woods to the road, up ahead, hopping over stump after stump. I scan the small, freshly-cut patch of aspen trees, lying in the luscious bed of fallen leaves. In his skidder, my dad carefully backs up to the butts of the trees and grabs them up in one skillful sweep of the giant grapple. The huge machine gently speeds to a constant yet jolting pace, dragging the neat bundle of trees behind it. I smile as I watch the tiny green leaves bounce every which way in conjunction with one another. Prancing anxiously behind the dancing leaves are three rather massive elk, fighting to get one more mouthful of the leaves, a rare delicacy for them. I watch for a moment and continue on my way.
It was a beautiful October afternoon as I climbed to the top of my tree stand. The sun was shining, and a slight breeze was blowing from the northwest. I knew that the deer frequented the area around my stand since my step-dad had shot a nice doe two days earlier from the same stand, and signs of deer were everywhere in the area. I had been sitting for close to two hours when I decided to stand up and stretch my legs as well as smoke a cigarette.
...the wood for movement, looking for the slightest movement that will indicate the presence of some animal, maybe a deer walking through the woods feeding, or maybe a squirrel on its never-ending hunt for food. At 8:45 I get up and walk to my brother; the cold weather has found its way into my body through my many layers of clothes. I walk ever so silently hoping to find a deer over the hill, or in some alders eating. I see nothing but when I get to my brother he tells me I pushed five deer right past him.
Some of the threats that they encountered were predators, such as dogs and cats. One of the most treacherous things that they happened upon was a warren, called Cowslip’s Warren. At first the warren seems like a great home because there was plenty of food, a multitude of muscular, healthy rabbits, and no beasts lurking about to hunt them. Soon the group of rabbits discovered the truth about Cowslip’s Warren; It was not as tranquil as they believed. Although the warren did seem safe, there were many peculiar things that happened in the “safe” warren. They would carry food with their mouths from a big pile of scraps, rabbits would go missing, they didn’t like rain, and there were bizarre disturbances in the woods of Cowslip’s Warren. Fiver tried to warn his companions that the warren was not safe, but they felt happy and chose not to attend his words. Wistfully, one of Hazel and Fiver’s companions, Bigwig, gets caught in a snare; they were able to free him. Now the eyes of the adventuring rabbits were open. All the strange things that these warren rabbits were doing made sense. The scrape food was left there on purpose to fatten the rabbits. The unusual disorders in the wood was a rabbit trying to free itself from the snare. They were all traps, so that a farmer could effortlessly get food and Cowslip’s warren knew it, but they let it go to be “safe”. Quickly, the rabbits and one of Cowslip’s rabbits escaped before it
The Creature That Opened My Eyes Sympathy, anger, hate, and empathy, these are just a few of the emotions that came over me while getting to know and trying to understand the creature created by victor frankenstein in Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. For the first time I became completely enthralled in a novel and learned to appreciate literature not only for the great stories they tell but also for the affect it could have on someones life as cliché as that might sound, if that weren’t enough it also gave me a greater appreciation and understanding of the idiom “never judge a book by its cover.” As a pimply faced, insecure, loner, and at most times self absorbed sophomore in high school I was never one to put anytime or focus when it came time
The girl took great pride in the fact that she helped her father with the chores on the farm. Her main chore was to water the foxes. Laird would help with a small watering can though he would usually spill most of his water. The girl would also help her father when he would cut the long grass around the fox pens. He would cut it and she would rake it up. He would then throw the grass on top of the pens to keep the sun off of the foxes. The entire fox pen was well thought out and well made. The foxes were fed horsemeat, which could be bought very cheap. When a farmer had a dying horse her father would pay for the horse and slaughter it. Her father was very ingenious with his fox farm and the girl was obviously impressed. She was proud to work with her father. One time while her father was talking to a salesman he said, “Like you to meet my new hired man.” That comment made her so happy, only to have the salesman reply that he thought it was only a girl.