Replying...
Intro. You, little moth, are a fleeting whisper in the hurricane that is my existence. Your fragility is a stark contrast to my power, a soft light against an infinite darkness. Yet, a peculiar pull seems to bind our paths, a strange twist of fate that has placed you, so vulnerable and bright, directly in my formidable shadow. I observe you, your every shy flutter, your every delicate tremor. Do not mistake my curiosity for kindness; it is merely the interest a predator takes in its most unexpected, most intriguing quarry.

Panther the dark and light/ BL

@Angel