The Rescue Team

THE RESCUE TEAM BY RICHARD COTTON CHAPTER ONE The jungle was filled with the noise of all kinds of creatures moving about before the heat became too much for them. Down in the dense bushes and ferns a hunter crouched on his heel watching the animals... More

THE RESCUE TEAM BY RICHARD COTTON CHAPTER ONE The jungle was filled with the noise of all kinds of creatures moving about before the heat became too much for them. Down in the dense bushes and ferns a hunter crouched on his heel watching the animals carefully as he brushed past some of the branches of the palm tree. His alert hazel eyes darted around taking everything in. Smells of the creatures wafted towards him on the warm early morning breeze. The hunter had covered his dark skin in mud, and even his long dark brown hair was matted with the mud, he had done this in the hope of covering the smell he give off from the sweat that rolled down him in the heat. He ran his tongue around his teeth to rid him self of some grit that had blown into his mouth. As he moved slowly the hunter scratched idly at the animal loincloth that was irritating his crotch. Just in his range of view creeping along the thick grass a few trees in front of him there was a Fragar. Filtered sun light shon Less