Golden eyes peered out of the darkness of the trees. She was concealed by branches and leaves and the darkness of night. The woman didn’t need sight. No. It was a hindrance. Chiron relied on scent and sound alone.

Everything seemed dead. The silence enveloped every inch of the wildlife and the stillness of the woman made her unnoticeable.

Suddenly a twig snapped. The woman turned her head instantly, paranoia filling her mind and every bit of her being silently tensed. Was it a hunter? Or prey? She licked her scarred lips, a grin forming as she laid her eyes on the blonde. He looked lost. Lost in the woods for her to find.

Yes. Yesss! her mind hissed, in her head, she had already gotten him.

Minutes passed and the womans blood lust became unbearable. She jumped, landing in front of the boy. “I wonder…” she began her usual phrase “I wonder what you sound like when you scream”

He looked at her, shocked for a moment, but he quickly calmed. “I probably sound like a little girl when I scream…”