The Monster Hunts

I sense Him following behind me in the gloom
an animal hunting prey without mercy
a hunter preying on an animal without remorse

Although He hides in shadow, I see Him there
watching me through the veil of night
waiting to take me down when the moment is perfect

He moves so silently that another would not hear Him
but I have stalked beasts like Him before
I have fought ogres and dragons and trolls

He does not realize that I watch Him too
tracking devils in the dark is a skill I’ve learned
for my instincts and hungers are as great as His own

He stops to sniff the air, seeking out my scent
needing to make sure my trail has not grown cold
I have not slipped his grasp as opportunity arises

I slow my pace, allowing Him to advance closer
soon hot breath bathes the back of my neck
as sharp claws scrape the soft flesh of my backside

Hard cold shivers wrack my body one after another
but it is not fear that shakes me so deeply
it is my own desire that makes me tremble

He growls in triumph as He moves in to claim His kill
a victorious smile spreads across my face
because I’ve been hunting Him too