|PHOTO PROMPT © Ronda Del Boccio|
She trudged into the forest with her camera bags.
Up ahead, the stench of an unidentifiable carcass. Twilight upon her, she swiftly set up her shots.
A hyena yipped.
A photograph of a hyena scavenging on the carrion would be amazing. But twilight yielded to darkness. Damn! Too late. She left.
When, minutes later she smelt the familiar stench, she realised she had walked a circle.
Unseen in the murk, the hyena yipped again.
A lone hyena wasn’t a threat; they only attacked live prey that was hurt or vulnerable.
The hyena giggled softly as the night engulfed her.
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