He saw her sitting on the steps, his eyes wide like saucers
She shied away and was scared at first
He came close, wanting to see her, to smell her, to feel her brush against him
She was nervous but reluctantly agreed
He smiled at her, his eyes glowing, his mane stained with the blood of her abuser
She saw this, not a single tear dropping
He brushed past her several times, the feeling divine
She became close to him, befriended him, thought he was sweet
He didn't see what she knew
Her eyes were like diamonds
He didn't know what she saw
Her hair was matted with blood
He didn't feel what she spoke
Her lips pulled back into a growl
He didn't see it until it was too late
She killed him with one bite from her razor sharp teeth
She fed well that night
He tasted sweet