In time, one comes to me in the night. If you are patient enough, and determined enough, you can get what you want in time. I see the figure as he comes out of the pack and closer to the woods. Further away from the fields. Closer to my jaws. I find my light lips peeling back with a growing tension of excitement.

As I watch with my poison geens eyes flecked with black, it surprises me that he seems to come right in my direction. I feel my muscles rippling under my alabaster fur. It feels almost like this moment was meant to be- perhaps it is a bit too easy. I can’t complain though. Thorne needs a nice little gift to make his new rule that much more exciting.

I am still at first, like a ghost in the night staring with my lovely yet intense visage seeable through the gentle foliage before me. He speaks and I find my jaw tilting slightly in reaction. He seems unsure to me, and yet he speaks anyway after a moment of lovely silence.

I then glide my form forward towards him. There is a silence that I keep. No words, not quite yet. Mother always loved the beauty and dominance of silence. I decide when I respond and speak, if I choose to at all. I come closer and I feel my nose wrinkling and my jaw clicking. It is like hunter and prey- but the prey doesn’t even realize it. Perhaps he starts to once I am close.

I stop before him, my form rather graceful and calm as I am almost nose to nose with him. My eyes look into his, and there is perhaps an odd kindness and calmness in my poison greens. Still silence other than the sound of crickets and wind. I lean my nose forward, inhaling and confirming the scent of the fields on him. My tail raises slightly and wags, and my lips part into a wide smile.

I feel the fur on my back start to rise slightly. I feel he does not expect it when I move with a sudden snap. My form moves forward with my jaw moving down slightly and then up. My sharp teeth come into contact with flesh, and I land on the delicate flesh of the neck. I clamp down with my strength and begin to crush his windpipe. I grab his neck so that my molars and the strongest part of my jaw have access to his neck to crush and destroy. He may try to fight back, but I have the upper paw. I will continue to crush and feel him struggle until the very end. I will be the dominant one. He will not get the pleasure of hearing my voice before I take his life as my own.


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