Committing 2
Jay watched silently from the other side of the mushroom-covered desert as the helpless glade deer was tangled up by the hanging red fruit of the mushrooms - though he was mostly focused on the large grey predator chasing it.
“It could easily catch the deer now… so why doesn’t it want to touch the sand?”
Jay wondered, but soon had an answer.
Slowly, the deer was lifted into the air - the tendrils attached to the fruit were being reeled into the mushroom caps.
The deer whined as it was stretched and pulled tight between two of the mushroom caps, and as its body was pulled it began to make pitiful noises which sent shivers up Jay's spine, no longer even sounding like a deer.
Jay watched on in horror as the worst slowly happened before his eyes. Some animals were barbaric but this was something else, it was uncaring brutality.
Strangely... a part of him, a deep dark part within the depths of his mind... almost seemed to be excited.