From afar, still and dead silent, he watched his prey. Even the breaths he took were deliberate, regular, becoming one with nature.
Through his carmine red eyes he stalked the tiny thing, going about its business, completely oblivious to what the monster had in the works for it.
The little bunny sniffed around and searched for whatever, its head snapping from one direction to another as though constantly being distracted by something new.
The predator's muscles were coiled, preparing him to pounce and end it all in one single leap.
Indeed, despite the coat of black fur allowing him to effectively blend in with the night and as low to the ground as he'd managed to keep his body, his great size denied him the luxury of inching closer to his prey unnoticeably.
In no way did that cause him to worry, however, because he was confident he could do it and when the right time came, he propelled himself forward and upward with both his front and back paws at once.
The monster burst through the bushes and trees in his way with such speed and power that the bunny had little to no time in order to react.
In his feral mind that moment lasted for long minutes. A span during which the blood in his veins coursed faster, delighting him with the rush he so relished. The predator landed neat on the bunny, securing his catch with one hand… Paw. An audible crack traveled to the monster's ears as that happened and when he lifted his limb off his prey, he noted that it was no longer moving.
His bloody paw left prints in his path as he moved away from the bunny. For him, it was never a matter of satisfying his hunger. He'd done it for the mere thrill of the kill. He painted the ground as he went until the blood had completely dried up, no longer leaving prints as a result.
The monster drew further and further from the body of the little creature until it faded from his view, leaving nothing but the scent of a fresh kill as a reminder. For all that time, the rustling of grass and leaves that danced to the winds' rhythm were the only sound that kept him company, but that changed the instant he heard the snapping of twigs in the distance.
He froze and listened very carefully to the three distinct but synchronized thumping sounds that came along with it. Muffled, as though encased in something warm and soft. Very reminiscent of the thumping that had emanated from the little bunny up until it had stopped breathing.
They dared come closer and so, he brought his body lower to the ground once more. He waited for something new to travel his way. Sure enough, something new reached him, this time around, it was a smell. It was quite the unpleasant stench. One that reminded him of a prey long after it had fallen into a forever slumber.
The wait lasted for a long time. Luckily for the monster, he was a patient creature. The sound of their footsteps grew louder the shorter the distance between them and the monster became.
Paws down flat, the monster gathered from the intensity at which their feet made the ground vibrate that the three individuals were large in size and of similar weight to each other.
They approached so very slowly 'til their figures finally came into view. The monster…Thought they were of a familiar shape.
Tall, but still not as tall as him, their bodies were of a homogenous color from head to toe. Only the long sheet of silky hair on them donned a different one. Unlike him, they had no fur to cover them.
Unlike him, the tails hanging on their backs were not fluffy, but long, large and pointy towards the end.
The monster knew he'd encountered their kind before, but could no longer tell if they were friends or foes.
For lack of a better judgement as well as… Care, the monster decided that they stood in his way and thus meant no good.
One of the three creatures faced the monster, while the two others slowly walked around the predator from each side until, and in one breath, they all simultaneously made the ill-judged decision to pounce on him.
And what an unwise move that was! They never stood a chance against him as the monster shook them off with one wave of its enormous arm.
Before they'd even collapsed on the ground, the monster was already chewing on one of them's throats, separating its head from the body neatly.
One of the remaining two had been fast enough to get back on its feet and close in on the monster, stabbing it with the pointy end of its tail through the back.
However, instead of wavering as the creature seemed to expect, the monster merely spun around to take a hold of the tail protruding his body and with both clawed hands began to pull the creature towards himself.
Despite fighting him with all of its might, it barely made a difference, on the contrary, managing to make his efforts look even more effortless than they already did.
When the creature's body came inches away from the monster, it was over for it. With one hand still wrapped around the tail, the other had free reign to rip through the creature's chest, only to wrench its heart out with such ease as though nothing but butter and a sheet of ice had separated the organ from his hands.
As the second body thumped the ground, the monster then turned towards the third creature which froze in place, watching its brethren meet their fate.
The monster meandered the realm of possibilities… Of what he could do to that creature to satisfy its unceasing thirst for blood. He pondered the infinite ways in which he could make it suffer for his own satisfaction, slowly stepping forward as the creature stepped back.
Although, before he'd gotten the time to enact any of his plans, a deafening boom shattered nature's voice, announcing the arrival of new players in the arena.
From its mouth, the creature spouted a thick, dark liquid that spilled all over its body before it came crashing down, face first onto the ground.
"There he is! Don't lose him!"
Those were voices! The monster thought. Not very comprehensible to him as he still struggled to deduce whether they were friends or enemies.
In shape, they resembled the creatures he'd just terminated, but much shorter and their bodies weren't of such homogenous colors.
They came in a larger number than the creatures and dashed his way.
Part of him believed he could give them the same treatment as the bunny, in fact, multiple parts of him screamed at him to take action, however… There was that tiny piece of him that wanted him to run and never look back.
That part of him, as small as it might have been, won against the rest. The monster turned around and leapt away, carving more distance between himself and the two legged, talking creatures.
As he drew further away, another voice traveled to his ears, quite faint but clear, "We found him! Tell them we did! We found Scott McCall!"