Rose spotted the man in the distance and her eyes narrowed. Prey. He moved quickly and she could hear the footsteps quicken once he was out of sight. Poor boy. That only made her want to play more. She giggled a soft, girlish little giggle before taking off after him.
As old as she was, Rose was good at moving quickly and finding shortcuts. Quickness had gotten her out of a bad spot on more than one occasion. And now, it would get her a plaything.
Rose found her shortcut. With a very wide smile on her face she stood as still as a statue. Jonas turned a corner and almost bumped into her."Hello," she said in a silky voice.