• Smooth and quick my muscles slide. Sleek, stealthy, and cunning am I. I’m swift as a cheetah, I time jumps with ease. The branches glide just below my knees. I’m completely invisible in the dark uneasy night. Just waiting to give my prey a fright. High in the canopy I silently lurk, to continue my gruesome yet honorable work. My coat is darker than the fathomless deep, sublime for stalking the next life to reap. Bright golden orbs, like gimlets they say but for Those that saw, had a fee to pay. Half leap, half glide, both emitting grace and ease no worry, no trace, just a light breath of breeze. The swinging rhythm of stride, both supple and lithe, hiding my claws, each wickedly sharp scythes. A bound, a leap, a swing and fall. My roar is like the mighty thunder, the unique spine-tingling Panther call. This is what makes me a deadly killer of the night.