MONSTERS HIDE IN TREES NOW

The wolf was easy to spot, black as night against the ivory backdrop of snow. She smiled, watching him call up to her in a taunting manner. How cute, he thought he was scary. But little did he know she was the monster that mothers tell their children about at night. He wandered beneath her tree, roaming around it in circles as if he was chasing his tail. Once he was within range, she pounced, dropping upon him and ravaging his flesh with her claws and teeth, his terrified, agonized screams coaxing an insane cackle to rise from her maw. She left his dismembered body to rot and be devoured by the buzzards, letting the snow clean his filth from her.

Yet another wondrous delusion from her twisted mind as she caught sight of the pathetic creature.

A dark figure sauntered through the trees like he owned the forest. But he didn't. She did. The monster owned every single tree in this forest now, it was hers until she lost interest in it. Highly unlikely that would ever happen. His voice met her ears as he treated her like he was superior. She chuckled to herself at this lupine's idiocy. He wasn't even her equal, this black mutt. He begged her to grace him with her beautiful presence, and she obliged. Her heavily accented tones fell from the trees as s reply would leave her lips.
"If you insist."
She growled playfully as she dropped from the branch effortlessly, landing mere inches from him. A dark smile bared massive fangs, as she prowled around the wolf, taking in her new plaything. Thickly corded muscles would ripple beneath her tawny pelt as she absorbed his appearance with pale golden pools. How pathetic, weak, to think he was a match for her greatness. She stopped as she reached his face, staring straight into his yellow eyes with an expression of distaste, boredom. I should have stayed in the tree, this creature is a waste of flesh and air. She thought to herself, flicking her long tail in boredom and irritation. Turning away from the lupine, she began searching for a new tree, since her previous one was stained with the stink of this canine. An easy trot overtook her long limbs, her body falling into the rhythm easily. Soon an evergreen captured her attention, and she approached it calmly. It was no redwood, but it was tall enough to keep her away from the annoyance caused by the ebony creature, who was no doubt still behind her and irritating as ever. She scaled it easily enough, and waited for the canid to make the next move.