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She howled in the crimson light of the sinking sun as a tribute to the moon, and also as a sort of warning to the poor souls around her, giving them a head start because she knew she would get them anyway. As she was the predator, and they? She crouched low before snarling and pouncing on the deer, which didn’t have time to register the grey blur or the flash of bared teeth before the light left its eyes. Powered by HADNow.com.