I'm from out of town

Redrum wandered carefully, his presence blending seamlessly with the shadows. His vermillion fur bristled with anticipation as he pushed on, his nares flaring at the scent of someone new. Every muscle in his body twitched, betraying his efforts to maintain composure. His predatory gaze sharpened with intensity, scanning the darkness before him.

His ears flicked back and forth, capturing every whisper of sound, while his nose worked tirelessly, dissecting the unfamiliar scents that mixed with the rustling vegetation. The combination of curiosity and wariness showed in his posture, his body language a dance of caution and intrigue.

And then he saw the new creature before him. Purple and darkness. His voice came easily, choppily. “Should. Bite.” He managed, his voice uneven and broken by halting pauses. He began to move in a semicircle, his head low, eyes fixed on her shadowy figure. His long ears flattened briefly before perking up again, his breath steadying as he assessed the situation.

His heart pounded, but his movements remained calculated. Each paw fell silently upon the ground, his body coiled like a spring, ready to react. His gaze never wavered, his nostrils flaring slightly as he caught more of her scent. “Biting keeps– safe.” he growled, his voice slow and deliberate. “Show... yourself.”

Redrum's stance was poised, every muscle ready to leap into action if needed. He was cautious, not fearful, his predatory instincts fully engaged as he awaited her next move.

"Murder"