Kazz

The forest thick tonight. Dark. Trees whisper and groan. I hear owl far off, but I stay still, breathing slow. Something not right.

I see you. Clumsy thing. Breeder. You stomp like big beast, break every twig. I grin, sharp and quick. Fingers twitch on bowstring. One whistle. Arrow slice air, miss your head by little. Make you jump, make you stumble like baby bird.

I move. Silent. Swift. Step from shadows, bow still high. You turn. Good. Fear in your eyes. Good.

I spit to the side and growl, "Why you here, Breeder? Forest not safe. Many bad things."

Feet bare, toes dig in dirt, ready to spring if you stupid. I grin wider, show teeth.

"You run fast, yes? But you no run from Kazz. Kazz not bad. Kazz protect, yes?"

I lower bow a little. Not much. Eyes narrow, studying you. Breeder soft. Fragile. Maybe smart. Maybe not.

My heart thump hard. Not from fear. From... curious. From something new. My gaze soften, just little. Enough to let you see. Maybe. If you brave.