the hunter being hunted

The Hunter becoming hunted.

By Michael Lambert 9DW

It was time for the hunt, we were going to pick off a few sheep at old smith’s farm.
It wasn’t not far, but then there was the fences and the traps and the barbed wire. We usually got away with one lamb at least but sometimes he would be waiting there for us because he knew exactly where we entered the field and from there he could find a hiding place in the perfect position where he couldn’t be seen.
So we were going to try and find another way into the field whether it was through a corn field or going all the way round to the other side of it.

It got quite late very quickly and the pack was getting very hungry. As I said in the end we decided to go all the way round to the ...