Foreign Bodies
On hearing what she intended he knew he had to get close to her. An American arriving in the savannah hoping to photograph the “werejackals”…well, news travelled fast.
Meeting in the cantina they fell into easy conversation; she wasn’t condescending, unlike the others. She was kind and, in time, a wonderful lover.
After the dripping passion he rose without waking her. It would be painless…
Perhaps he had gotten too close; this was good enough. After destroying her rolls of film he crouched, walking with four limbs instead of two, and leapt through the window to join his feral brethren.
