Otter Creek Exacerbating the Dread [Mature]

Crescendo happily gave chase, yelling out in-comprehensive words and remarks at her fleeing behind. His teeth snapped at her, and eventually, after he felt she was traumatized enough, he let her go. Crescendo was quite pleased with himself. The second-no third one in a week. Gloating to himself, he pranced back to the shadows he had come from. Silver eyes were the only thing that distinguished him from the darkness, and when he shut them, he became on with the shadows once more.