The sleek black cat crouched in the shadows of the jungle, his muscles rippling. For a brief moment, sunlight broke through the foliage, allowing a glimpse of his great, sleek body.
The large cat was dangerous. He was wild. Untamed and ferocious. A vicious predator waiting for a victim.
Soon a creature came to the nearby spring to drink. A delectable prey. His mouth watered. The large cat was hungry, and in moments, he would satiate his craving for raw meat.
He readied. He tensed. In a moment he would leap—
He heard keys rattling in the front door. The cat scrambled from the darkness under the bed and scampered across the carpet to greet his human.
“Hello, Jazz.” She scooped him up into her arms, stroked his black fur, and kissed the top of his tiny head. “How’s my sweet little kitten? You have a good day? How about some dinner?”
He purred. He was hungry.