Shadow Paws


She whistles on water curious as grace,

Her talk unframed by shadowed face.

She walks on air uplifted by effort,

Her steps as sure as shadows hunt.

She seeks her prize untouched by pride,

Her plan revealed voyeur in hide.

She pounces forth to claim rewards,

Her claws both hungry as sharp as swords.

She cleans her tools with craftsmanship,

Her trophy her cunning, quick as whip.

She ventures forth to destinies call,

Her hunt the challenge to best them all.

On westward winds a cry is checked,

A Fellow stalker salutes respect.

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