The massive panther, or at least, that's what it looked like, grinned, showing its wide, toothy maw. Every fang was solid black; the only color on the creature's entire body, in fact, was its emerald eyes. "Sent me? No. I hunt. Elves, fae, all the creatures of the light.<em>You</em>are good prey."<br/><br/>The creature... twisted. It's really the only word to describe how, at one moment, it's staring at him from only inches away, and the next, the creature's entire body seems to turn sideways and vanish, his senses seemingly telling him that it's coming from multiple directions at once, anywhere there's shadows.