TAILIEUCHUNG - Blood Trail

The three-quarter moon, hanging low in the night sky, turned even tamed and placid farmland into a mysterious landscape of silver light and shadows. Each blade of grass, toasted golden brown by two months of summer heat, had a thin black replica stretching out behind it. The bushes along the fence bottom, highways for those too timid to brave the open fields, rustled once and then were silent as some nocturnal creature went about its business. | Blood Trail Tanya Huff Blood Trail Author Tanya Huff Category Horror Website http Date 15-October-2012 Page 1 202 http Blood Trail Tanya Huff Chapter One The three-quarter moon hanging low in the night sky turned even tamed and placid farmland into a mysterious landscape of silver light and shadows. Each blade of grass toasted golden brown by two months of summer heat had a thin black replica stretching out behind it. The bushes along the fence bottom highways for those too timid to brave the open fields rustled once and then were silent as some nocturnal creature went about its business. Their summer-shorn fleece turned milky white by the moonlight a large flock of sheep had settled for the night in one corner of the meadow. Except for the rhythmic motion of a number of jaws and the occasional flick of an ear or twitch of a lamb unable to be still for long even in sleep they appeared to be an outcropping of pale stone. An outcropping come suddenly to life as several heads rose at once aristocratic noses pointed into the breeze. They were obviously familiar with the creature that bounded over the fence and into the meadow for although the ewes remained alert they watched it approach with mild curiosity rather than alarm. The huge black beast paused to mark a fence post then trotted a few steps into the field and sat down gazing back at the sheep with a proprietary air. Something in its general outline in the shape of its head said wolf just as its coloring its size its breadth of chest and the reaction of the flock said dog. Convinced that all was as it should be it began to lope along the edge of the fence bottom plumed tail streaming behind it like a banner moon-silvered highlights rippling through its thick fur with every movement. Picking up speed it leapt a thistle - more for the sheer joy of leaping than because the thistle was in its way - and cut diagonally across the lower end of the pasture. With no more warning than a distant .

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