Snippet #1681830

Erik froze seeing the brown haired woman, "how had she caught my scent?" he thought to himself. He closed his blue eyes and silently crouched further down, he still had his knife in hand but he didn't want to use it on someone else. He calmed his beating heart his blond hair covering some of his face. He decided to hear what this woman would do. If she hunted him for what he now was he would have no choice but to attack, but he did not wish to do that... he hated hurting people. He took a slow breath and opened his eyes waiting...like a hunter would when hunting their prey or when they needed a predator to not spot them. He was not sure which one he was.