Hunter

Written by: Zhadist

He waits in silence.

Prowling the dark streets only by night,

Keeping hidden in the shadows for cover,

Waiting for the right moment to strike.

He moves swiftly.

Making no sound whatsoever,

He can cover almost any distance within minutes,

Seconds even.

Given the chance,

He will take down his prey with a single pounce,

A fevered lashing of claws,

And end its life, there and then.

Spotting his first victim,

He crouches low and lets out a menacing growl,

Suddenly, without warning, he unleashes a blood-curdling screech.

Then, he lunges,

Pinning his target to the ground,

Bloodlust having taken complete control.

He lives for the hunt.

He thrives to kill.

He is Hunter.