Predator

In a freezing cold forest
A girl desperately seeks refuge
Her predator is on the chase, sniffing her out
She runs stumbling through dead and twisted trees
Her dress is torn
Turning round every corner seeking camouflage behind foliage
Her heavy breathing almost choking her
She shivers as the thin air and mist bite at her
The saliva of the chaser is spewing, dribbling ready
The girl trips up on bent low branches
Her tears are her last form of comfort
Before she knows what's happening, her back is leapt on
Claws scrape at her skin, tearing her dress
Fresh blood drips onto the ground
Moldy teeth sink like knives into the skull
The girl's last breath is a gasp
She can't even scream
Flesh for a feast are now all she is
Tearing, blood pouring, the beast feasts
Her bones crunch under the predator’s greed
Gobbling up the raw meal still warm
Only a few bits of her are left