__FOX__ - Dominant Male

I watch from the shadows.
Each breath, a whisper that shouldnt exist.
Run, if you must it wont matter. Youre already mine.

My smile?
Its the quiet promise of danger.
Its the mark of what Ive become the hunter.

The prey?
Never the obvious. Never the weak.
Flesh is dull; it yields too easily.
I want the eyes,
the shiver,
the instant your soul understands:
there is no escape.

The game?
Slow.
Precise.
Inevitable.

It fuels my pulse,
feeds the hunger beneath my calm.

Then the moment comes
no cry, no struggle.
Only silence.
The silence that explains everything.