Redtail Rise [M] And I've got a troubled mind

where he was of pungent death, she smelt of delectable sweetness. honeybee gone stray, she'd wandered too far from her hive. he stalked her now in the shadows of elevated snags.

the corner of his eyes crusted with dried crimson, a stain from the last of his feasts. he felt the gruff burn in his throat as she weaved amongst fog engulfed earth, and he knew then that she would be his.

he would be slow, he would be steely. he would be intimate as he tore her limb from limb.

like a knife sharpening on whetstone, he cut through her path with a joyous shriek. crooked smile spread wide, he breathed in her scent deep.

foul eyes beheld her own, and then he lurched forward with jaws parted and teeth set to sink into the pulsing of her neck.