I Leap
Summer’s sun had heated the mountain boulders. I feel the warmth seeping up as well as the sun shining down. The slight breeze blowing into me brings the first smell of prey.
My stomach signals the hunger I have been feeling for several days. My tail twitches back and forth. My shoulder muscles bunch in anticipation. I feel my claws extend.
Below, the prey is unaware and closing. I see the juncture of head and neck. My mouth opens and I can sense the killing bite and taste the hot gush of blood. Time slows as I creep toward the edge of the rock.
I leap!