The beastly eyes prowls around,
In search of an unassuming beauy.
It finds no rest until it's gaze meets
The ingenious eyes of its prey.

The wide eye that opens up to its master's soul,
Now darts here and there.
Panicking and searching for the predator,
Lurking in the surrounding ,
Hiding in plain sight.

But the beast is at peace,
Watching the hunt panicking increases the fun.
A slight smirk rises from the corners...