Under Scrutiny

Do you ever get a feeling that you’re being… watched? Like eyes are delving into your back, studying every bit of you?

I know one day I’ll be a big dragon, but a pup like me is still a tasty snack for bigger things. Our senses are always alert, always hearing snaps of branches, seeing the rush of movement, catching unfamiliar scents on the wind.

I hope I grow out of it, it’s not very nice.

And when I feel like someone is watching me, and I dare myself to turn around and see who it is, there is never anyone there. Only silence and woodland and the patch I’ve just walked down only moments before.

And in five minutes time, the eyes will be back.

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