Within veil of darkness the creatures frolic within the trees,
unseen, unheard they move with swiftness and with such grace.
The night welcomes them into their arms like a mother to a child,
lost in pure adrenaline as they move like shadows into the night.
Tortured hunger deviates the hunters away from civilization,
into the secluded cover of the night they stalk their prey.
A blinding hunger takes them over as the scent of blood fills the air,
fangs and claws ready to rip a flesh apart and reap its rewards.
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