The moon was high up in the sky, lighting up the area just enough for Fang to make her way around. She carefully strode along, watching every step she took so that she didn't make a sound. Pausing to sniff the air, she caught hold on the scent of a deer. Carefully, she followed the trail until she came upon a large buck drinking from a small stream. This is my chance... She thought as she darted towards the animal hungrily. She then curled back her lips to show off her teeth as a growl escaped from her throat. Suddenly, she pounced on the deer and hurled it to the ground, giving it an angry bite to the neck to finish it off. When the deer was finally dead, she stared down at it and laughed. "Poor little guy," She teased. "Didn't even stand a chance."
