Night. The perfect time for hunting unnoticed in the city. While there were still all the lights and glamor that came with any modern city, these only seemed to accentuate the darkness in the alleys and shadowy nooks and crannies. Perfect for a smallish black dragon to travel about unnoticed. It was light enough on its feet that it could creep about almost soundlessly and its black scales lent it the appearance of a shadow itself. Even being spotted briefly, one would assume they were only seeing a trick of the light.

Yes, this was a nocturnal creature through and through. It mostly liked to sleep during the day, both to hide its presence and save its energy for the hunt, but now? Now it was time to play. Food, of course, was high on the list of priorities, and being a growing carnivore rats just weren't cutting it anymore. Tonight, it had its eye on a mangy looking cat that liked to groom itself on a windowsill and its forked tongue flickered out hungrily to taste the air.

In an ironically feline-like manner, the dragon laid low flat against the ground and quietly crept forward, stalking its prey. When it judged that it was close enough to strike, it tensed its backlegs, unfurled its wings, and-

[i]Leapt![/i]

With a pounce and glide, the two animals tumbled off the windowsill, falling to the ground in a tangle of fur, scale, and claw. The dragon had size on its side, however, and quickly subdued its smaller prey, stopping the cats movements completely with a well placed bite that completely crushed the wretched things neck between its jaws with a satisfying [i]crunch.[/i]

Dinner was served.