I'm trying out a new style of writing.
Unknown "Ivy" Playful - 16 years, 8 months, 22 days ago

Yawn. Long teeth glisten. The tools for her play. Engraved into her very existence, the wonder of the hunt. Predator. But peace comes. Satiated, after her supper comes the coziness of her den. The beginning of her kingdom. Her pups and her pack.She is still Queen, but also Mother, Lover, and Friend.
Unknown "Ivy" Playful - 16 years, 8 months, 22 days ago

Her movements were sleek and smooth, much like herself, as she followed her prey. They mingled and met, unknowing of the black eyes following each swish and swallow. How easy they were. How innocent. How could the prey ever be more than prey? How could she let them get away with such stupidity? The wind changed directions. They froze, and she pounced. Run. Swift and long. To the ground with them. The weak, the slow, they were never meant for more than this moment. They were her games to be played. They were her meals to be eaten. She is the wild and graceful cat. She is the Queen.
Unknown "Ivy" Playful - 16 years, 8 months, 24 days ago