the copper-like taste,
is still strong in her mouth,
as she takes one last look,
then turns and walks
towards a faint light
she can see in the distance.
the light had caught her attention
during the night,
it had even distracted her from
an earlier hunt,
as a consequence the opportunity to
catch her prey was missed,
much to her disappointment.
as the light gets closer
twinges of anticipation begin
twisting in her stomach,
with the evening being humid
and her pace
swift,
the breeze that's blowing softly
on her skin feels
rejuvinating,
smiling her usual self-assured smile
she feels the anarchy in the air,
and she wants some.
