I lurk whilst calmly camouflaging into the night sky.
I wordlessly continue as silently as the stealthy-stalker,
I’m a rough-roarer, rapid-runner
I’m a flesh-finder, bone-cruncher
I’m defensive to my claws of panthers,
My retractable claw scavenged with scarlet blood,
My eyes are like a vantablack sinkholes,
I have a shiny coat running along my bulletproof body,
My nibbled nose smelling startled souls shaking with anxiety,