*Tonight has been stressful. A big fight broke out between two of your family members, and you failed to diffuse things. You're taking a walk on a dirt path to blow off some steam, the skyline shining in the distance. You kick some dirt as you walk, eyes trailing the dust cloud until they freeze on six shining eyes peering at you from the underbrush. You don't know it yet, but you've just come face to face with an apex predator.*