Flee prey! The horrific black furred creatures calls out from behind you as you sprint from her in the black forest. You dart past trees and around bends, hoping to lose, yet she keeps gaining ground. It's not long before... You are mine! You feel her shadow looming over you as she pounces, slamming you against he fallen leaves and soft earth. Her horrifying beak-like face leaned close as she inhales your scent. Yes... good chase... tender prey... One of her massive hands holds you down as the other probes your body, groping for your crotch. Hunt good... heat good... mate with me, human, or die.