» Fri Aug 26, 2011 6:30 pm
Give me the thrill of the Hunt...The hounds are waiting...Anxiously, ferociously snapping, growling, the gnashing of fang and claw upon the ground eagerly awaiting my Lord to give release...Once again hear the clarion call of the Horn...Calling the hounds to seek out my Master's quarry...My heartbeat and pulse rising like the moons in the sky as we are released to seek..Fog-covered forests in the dead of night, bestowed to sight by pale shafts of light from crimson colored moons which break through the trees like solitary pillars of bloody showers...My prey...Anxious and scared, running with desperate haste...I feel, smell, and sense you my Brother...My heart beats with yours...Keeping time together...Like war-drums above the din of ungodly howls, guttural communications from my pack, and trampled earth...Bringing us closer to you...Release your Fear...All are Prey in the Huntsman's game...You have my love and eternal gratitude...Brother as I bring you down...Forgive me my Brother...My Master...