The woman perched in a tree silently, her prey was down below, a boy the age of 16. Chiron was already getting excited, she couldn’t wait to dig her claws into his flesh. To hear his screams of pain and fear.

She licked her dry, cracked and bleeding lips as a calming breeze blew. It caught her tangled mat of black hair and made it blow in her face. She didn’t care. She was focused, sniffing the air and making sure that no one else was around. This boy was her next toy. Her next play thing. She couldn’t wait!

She jumped to another tree as he moved, he was completely oblivious and she was completely silent. Waiting. Waiting. She followed him into an alley, a stupid move on his part, and continued to wait until the timing was right.

When the boy was deep enough into the alley to not be heard, the malicious, crooked grin on the womans face was filled with pure joy. She jumped in front of him and began circling him like a shark. “I wonder… I wonder what you sound like when you scream…!” was all he heard.