vixyyfox has a delightful 100-word writing challenge on the topic of "spy". Spies come in interesting guises. I knew a spy that was really a spider, but that was flying in the face of all reason ...


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Wet-nose peered into the brackish water of the ox-bow lake to inspect his appearance. His plundered white fleece was pristine: a billowy cloud atop his lean, emaciated frame. Though seemingly a natural ovine, appearances could deceive. He licked his dripping fangs and his guts churned.

The farmer — the killer — was nowhere near.

He slowly moved from the water and ran his gaze over the flock. If everything went well his hidden pack would feast on mutton. It would be worth the humiliation of subterfuge.

If not, well, he had had his time in the sun.

Now, the wait ...

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