He walks in, menacing eyes, and silent.
Staring at the one 10 feet away from where he stands.
He tilts his head slightly, frowning a bit.
He waits.
He leans in.
He growls.
He jumps.
He succeeds.
Not just in catching his prey,
But in stealing a heart, and falling in love.
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