For Sonya’s Three Line Tales prompt.
photo by Raúl Nájera via Unsplash
The hunters read the notice and laughed, arrogant, derisive laughter, because they were hunters and they respected no rules but the ones they made themselves.
There were deer in the woods, hare and pheasant in the broad glades, and game was game, wherever it hid.
Shouldering their rifles they climbed the fence and jumped, clearing the brambles and landing in the concealed trench filled with razor wire, their screaming drawing from the tree shadows, the waiting wolf pack.
Jane Dougherty Writes 
Where do you live ? Exciting animals . My poem for today is called The Ridgeway on my blog x
Southwest France. The wolves just pass through here, too many trigger happy guardians of biodiversity waiting if they hang about.
Wow lovely place to be x
It would be better without the f*$!ing hunters.
You are a published author – I’m not just started out – what ever comes into my head
Just keep churning it out. That’s my motto.
aha!
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Ah, the intro to a horror movie!
The kind of film I’d direct and call for extras from the local hunting fraternity. You can guess the rest.
And a real estate agent. 😏
Ha ha! They’d spot the trap, I’m sure. Too crafty by half 🙂
😂
Yikes!
Serve them right!
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In Pennsylvania (probably elsewhere), for hunters there is a difference in paying attention to the signs and not. If they don’t attend, then they deserve the consequences. I hear wolves might be reintroduced into the state. We already have razor wire.
Yours is a tale of utter, satisfying (did I just say that?) retribution. Outstanding.
I’m glad you don’t disapprove of the message. The hunters here are territorial. They carve up the regions into local groups and unless the mayor opposes it (which they rarely do) they consider the whole area their playground, no matter whose back garden it happens to include.
You are so good at just rewards. Now can we set a trap like that for certain “leaders” of the “free” world? (K)
It’s a sort of hobby, playing vigilante. I think the leaders of the free world who might stumble into a trench of razor wire would probably not need a pack of wolves to finish them off.
One should prepare some suprising things for the hunters. I would have some ideas. But all of them would need parental advisory. Lol
Ha ha! Not more than they deserve.
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Serves good to the hunters. Interesting tale with gripping narration.
Thank you! I wish accidents happened to them more often.