The Predator
I patted the head of my little one and she looked at me with a beaming smile.
“Okay, mama,”
I couldn't help but smile back at her, and I gently pinched her cheek, succumbing to her adorable charm.
Her smile is just like her father’s.
Just then, a hare came into view, and Alexi's eyes grew wide with wonder. She watched in awe as her father hid himself expertly in his wolf form, his body low to the ground, moving stealthily through the underbrush. In a lightning-fast move, he pounced, his powerful jaws closing around the hare in a swift and deadly bite.