Panther Park I guess this is how you made me

The stranger's scent filled his nostrils, and the beast froze, his violet gaze scanning the area for movement. He didn't have to search long before he found the stupid girl. What was she doing out here on her own? He didn't really care to find the answer to that question; all that mattered was that he was pissed and the universe had now presented him a nice outlet for all his pent up anger. He moved towards her, his stride resembling that of a hunting panther. As he came up behind her, a low, ominous chuckled rolled from his chest. You're awfully alone out here, he said, the murderous smile on his face making it clear that he wasn't making the observation out of a concern for her safety. If she were like most stupid, young wolves, the smell of fear would soon waft from her to caress his senses and fill him with the enveloping desire to rip her flesh open.