Lioness's Revenge..

by Pamela Tanner Dolin


Silently she steps into the sunlight, feeling the warmth against her tired and haggard body....
Momentarily she pauses to lick her wounds.
Different emotions flicker across her face...
AGONY............DEFEAT................
Quiet anger rises...pulsating through every fiber in her being...
Like the warm flow of venom flowing through the body of a viper.
Stepping out onto the ledge...surveying the kingdom around her.
Feline eyes aglow with raw emotion....understanding..
the fine line between LOVE and HATE.
Accepting what IS.....instead of what MIGHT have been.
Continuing the journey with a swift purposeful stride..
she again sets out for the hunt...
At the edge of the jungle ...silently she stands...reminencing.
A glimmer in her eyes as the scent of fresh prey fills the air.
The thrill of the hunt overcomes her....a quiet game of cat and mouse............
Suddenly in the clearing she stops....
the feeling of being watched alerts her with sensation..confirmed........
chills travel up her spine...as the huntress becomes the hunted..
Mischief mixed with venom...Love blends wtih hate...
Time stands still in that very instant........warm breath heavily against my neck.
Slowly I turn to greet my mate...quiet surrender on my lips.
While in minds eye is the sparkle of playful wickedness...
The rolls REVERSED..yet again.
The Lion comes under her spell....and the Lioness basks in her REVENGE...