Tiger

It's soft fur shines
as it patters along the forest floor,
stalking its prey.
Gracefully,
it pounces,
painlessly killing a deer,
scarcely making a noise.
It's lips glisten a ruby red,
And it's mouth twitches,
It continues on through the forest,
Completely alone,
Untraceable,
A streak of orange and black in the shadows.

Maya