The dark form lurked in the trees, carefully following the Sahound that had strayed a little too far from its pack. The poor thing had started whining and letting out sharp cries to try and find its packmates; and it was the sharp cries that had roused Namida from her slumber in a less-than-desirable mood. Its cries had started off faint, but the closer they got, the more obnoxious they became.
Just a little ways longer... she thought to herself, clinging to the tree branch carefully. I doubt that whelp's had anything to eat since it got separated from its pack. It'll stop to rest in a few moments, and that's when I'll work my magic with the shadows.
Sure enough, the Sahound finally came to a stop, and Namida smiled darkly as she took the shadow of a nearby tree and twisted it around so that the Sahound let out a surprised, but tired, yelp. It began to run, but Namida was already two steps ahead of the Sahound, manipulating the shadows of other nearby trees and causing the Sahound to run in various directions. When at last she had it to where it was merely circling, Namida leapt soundlessly into the air, keeping the other shadows moving still.
Then, she began to descend. Slowly at first, but then, she began to increase her speed. When the Sahound noticed the shadow that was moving towards the ground, it looked up to see the flash of blues with violet eyes... a split second too late.
"And now you know never to stray from your pack," Namida hissed, pressing her claws against the Sahound's throat. It whimpered and tried to get away, but Namida kept her grip firm as she allowed her claws to penetrate the Sahound's throat. "It's a pity that you won't get a chance to learn from your mistake, you know. But your story will probably be used to scare the pups of your species in the future... slain by Shadow-that-Strikes."
And with that, she allowed her claw to twitch, and the Sahound fell silent.