It's dawn, time for this vigorous cheetah to have its dinner. He woke up, stood up, and take a look around, searching.
It must be its lucky day, because right behind itself, fifty yards away, a deer, back to the cheetah, crouching its head, is grazing quietly, it's waiting for the cheetah to wake up.
The cheetah slowly and carefully turns around, moving with its tiptoes, and its eyes stay on the deer, watching its every move-- no, the deer didn't realize to look back.
The cheetah finishes its turning, so it bends over a little, its small eyes squeeze to a even smaller size-- now it's ready to jump. First its back feet, with the advantage of a longer size, push itself almost as high as half of its own height. Then its front feet touch the ground, push a little, then the back feet again, circulating. Everything moves so much slower in the eyes of the cheetah, especially this deer-- its prey.
The deer tries to learn to run in a way the cheetah does, but it's of course, as much as how the deer wants to survive, useless. The deer opens its eyes and mouth severely. Runs first, then figures the direction-- the deer has no other choice. It mustn't be its lucky day, for it receives the cheetah's hug in five seconds.
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