The Predator

The pack moves smoothly, freely, and with much haste.
Perhaps too much haste? After all, predators are known to lurk in this area…

If we encounter one of the predators, will he be hungry on this day?
Will we stumble upon him in the midst of him feeding off of some unlucky pack member!?!?
(Do we even dare hope for this? It would mean we live to see another day, but it would come at a great price for one of the pack members…)

Suddenly, there he is! Lurking on the outskirts of the range; a predator!
It’s too late for us to adjust our path! The predator has cleverly selected his location!
In a moment’s flash, our fears are answered; the predator has launched himself from his hiding spot!

In the predator’s mind, the decision has already been made – he knows who he will take down!
Moving in behind the unlucky victim, the predator closes fast.
The victim is overcome with despair as they realize they have been chosen on this day.
The rest of the pack gives a wide berth; silently thankful they live to see another day.

I, too, am thankful I was not the chosen prey.
And I slide off into the distance, as the cop steps out of his vehicle to begin the process with today’s unlucky speeder…