"The final part of the initiation" she hears
A part of her is scared
The other part, fumming with ambition
She hunts down a victim as instructed
The little male is full of fear
"Fear is the icing on the cake" her appetite is heightened
She's to "finish him" as ordered
But wanting to disobey, her hunger advices otherwise.

The wounded male bleeds
Eyes fixed on his predator, he's pleading.
With a step further, determination is attained.
She crawls towards her meal while decorum is maintained
Her bite turns off the little boy's lights
She loves the color and taste of red
She's changed...