Queen of my dominion.
In love with the night.
Night black and forest sounds. My territory.
I know all my solitary fellows. No need to see them. We communicate along different lines.
She’s watching me. Finally lured here.
Weeks of preparation and there she is. So close I can smell her putrid smell of sweetness.
I keep my calm, my charm, sending out little trickles of icy warmth.
Now I play.
I can stretch this out into the darkness. Yes, she’s malleable.
A gentle kiss to take her impressionable mind then one swoop of my talon.
She’s in pain. I laugh and she laughs along, mesmirised.
Spinning her into a frenzy, she begins to feel free and wild for the first time.
Attack. Attack, attack, attack.
I feel her blood run through me.
I dive into her.