Sabertooth crouched on top of the buildings in the cool morning air. He watched the little children frolic on their way to school with a sneer on his face. There was something about young flesh that smelt particularly delightful, like a lamb or baby cow on a meat-lovers plate. His nostrils flared and nose twitched. He ran his tongue along his pointed teeth.
"He's here." Victor said, his pupils dialating as the scent reached his brain.
He looked around, trying to find the source, continuing to search the air. His fingers curled animalistically into claws. His breathing became strained with excitement. Adrenaline pumping. There! He hopped onto the fire escaped and quickly made his way down. As Victor gazed down the alleyway he caught sight of two little girls. Neither of them were Jimmy...
He ran up beside them and grabbed Coraline by the arm. "Where's James?!" She smelt so much like him. She had to know where he was.