Altar of Twilight thinking of you is a poison i drink often

@Dacio

With the prey came the p r e d a t o r.

Willowy, lithe, and serpentine - she moved with purpose, her steps steady yet filled with a liveliness that'd make one believe there was a fire dancing beneath her toes.

Deer - tracked from the edges of the earth to the base of the mountain she stood before now, their triumphant return marking the arrival of the urchin queen come again. She was calculating, poised, and filled with just enough madness to make her interesting as she continued her hunt across the moonlit valley, teeth eager to sink into flesh once more.