Mountain Lion Descriptive Essay

Triston Thompson

Crossing paths with a mountain lion really changed my perception of how dangerous the wilderness was. I was wearing my black and red striped sweater that had a little hole under my left armpit with my charcoal black sweats that barely covered my ankles due to the shortness in length and wearing my favorite black and white sketchers which were ripped by the toes so, I was able to stick my big toe out of my show. I was walking around the edge of my grandparents ten acre property at around noon because the world around me was really bright, with every step I took crunched due to the deepness of the pale white ice which covered the floor about four inches deep. As I walked around with a crunch after every foot step I soon

It looked up then it looked back down in front of it giving some sort of deathly gaze to whatever had the attention of this preadator. I do not know what it was staring at but, whatever it was looking at must have really been something small or delicious. As I was squatting there in my little ditch while the snow rose about another inch I barely heard the sound of my grandma’s voice yelling my name. The cat had heard it too and scurried away; even though the cat was running away I was still not able to move because my legs would not work and I heard the sound of crunching footsteps coming from behind me looking for me but, I was still so scared that I realized that I came close to a wild animal that could really hurt me even though I thought that no animal could come into my grandparent’s property with the six foot high fence that surrounded the ten

I do not remember how I got that little cut because I do not remember being scratched. As I laid there wrapped up in my very bright lime green colored blanket I realized that I can across a beautiful yet deadly beast. My grandma came into the room and gave me a big hug because she thought that I wondered off of the property into one of the neighbor’s property and had got lost in the woods. I did not tell my grandma what I saw because I thought that if I told her then I would not be able to go outside again. She had asked me why I was laying in the snow with my eyes closed and I told her that I saw going to make a snow angel but got tired from walking around. She said that I had only been gone for maybe ten minutes and I smiled and said yes. This had changed my perception of nature because I thought that all animals were nice and I did not think that I could be hurt by any of them. Seeing that cat with that red gooey stuff running from its mouth showed me that nature could hurt me if I was not