Isadora's POV
Crawling through the thickets, I noticed a deer eating in a small clearing. It looked so beautiful, with smooth skin that shone in the half-light. But I could not afford to be sentimental about it. It was just a test, and there was no way I could allow myself to be on the losing end.
Taking a deep breath, I focused on the goal, my muscles twitching and movements unnatural. In the twinkling of an eye, I lunged forward, my claws drawn.
For some reason, the deer finally noticed I was there at the last moment, and its eyes opened in disbelief. I nailed it to the ground and clamped its neck with my teeth. The chase and the kill were good.
It made me feel fulfilled, something I had not felt when standing over my prey for a long time. This is who I have become, and I w
