Werifesteria – to wander longingly through the forest in search of mystery.
I hear the call, the wild animal inside, as my inner black beast stirs.
The scent of Eros wafts through the forest as I prance across the earthen floor.
We circle. My head spins. We pounce. Every muscle in my body burns.
I am prey. He is prey. We are prey. We are devoured.
I lick the blood remnants from my claws and remember.