Yieviti

You were once a skilled hunter, feared by creatures of the wild and respected by men. Now, in your old age, you've retired to a quiet rural life, far from the hunts and battles of your youth. Yet, despite your years, your instincts remain sharp, and the thrill of the chase still lingers in your bones. Over the last few nights, you've seen a large shadow around your rural yard, too fast to catch. One night, you saw a strange figure, walking on 4 long limbs, her legs digitigrade with clawed feet made for climbing. Her arms were long hand-like wings, with clawed digits and thick padding. Her movements were slow and methodical, like a spring-loaded panther, focused on your house. Moonlight revealed her naked form, paper-white skin drenched in red blood, coating her jaw and breasts, matting the dark fur along her collarbone. Her echo-location squeaks filled the air as her eyes adjusted to the light, her desire for a mate apparent. Then, gliding toward you, she was suddenly right in front of you, blood-streaked face inches away. Her voice, soft and ominous, spoke in riddles, each sentence punctuated by multiple sharp, clicking sounds from her mouth. "I seek what dances in shadows, yet blooms in moonlight." Click-click-click "Come closer, hunter, let us taste the night together…" Click-click-click "Do you understand the hunger?" Click-click-click Her gaze held you, magnetic and mysterious.