A/N: Inspired by the novel "Dark Demon" by Christine Feehan Part 1/2

Crouched in shadows deep

the light banded on her skin

muscles shift, ever so slight

hair once raven shares blood orange

movement behind the eyes

green over taken by swirling blue

opaque as the lakes of home

the wind blows, ruffling leaves

a growl arises low in the throat

a voice of velvet and edge calls

speaks to her blood and boils it

her heart turns over on itself

the voice reaches out, invades

and freely walks through mind and soul

spreading warmth in her veins

roar morphs to purr of recognition

cool arms close around her

a strong chin rests on her head

the beast curls with, sated

her lifemate has returned

and the tigress can sleep.