Backlit by dawn’s glow, the shadowy figure stalked her listless prey. Stealthily she crept, inch by inch, drawing ever closer to the morning endgame.

Possessing both the element of surprise and the advantage of higher ground, the creature paused and savored the moment. She had long waited for this, and she would not be deterred.

She raised her paw, pulled it back with fury and might, and struck!

The human’s face had been successfully bopped. Breakfast would soon be served.