The beach of the small secluded island, late in the day. All rose-colored sunset, rolling, crashing waves, and sand in small dunes, a gentle breeze, few clouds in the sky, and lingering warmth from the day's heat. A perfect place to sit and think about things. Ranerak hated it already for that. He disliked thinking, for it always made him melancholy. He prided himself on being an emotionless war-machine, fit and capable of whatever needed to be done to win any situation. Of course, that had changed, hadn't it? The instant he'd been driven out of his home sysytem and been shot down to land on this planet...when he'd first taken one of the students, and learned that even the powerful members of his race could become intoxicated by something...

He growled and shifted on the rock upon which he sat. He'd been doing it again. He'd been thinking of the past, wondering where things had gone wrong, and even if they truly had. He'd found something here, a reason to exist besides war...which, by his race's standards, was bad. Sinful, even. He didn't particularly care anymore. True, he still tried his best to cling to the code of the warrior people he could no longer call his own, but he was changing. Slowly but surely he was changing, into something more than a soldier, a commander. He'd taken on a new aspect to his life. Something more like a hunter, if he were to be honest about it. He thought about it and nodded to himself. Yes, a hunter of the human girls on this strange world, whose purpose seemed to be something similar to a vacation resort for non-human creatures, such as himself, who found sport in partaking of the female essence, so to speak. He found that he didn't mind the idea of being a hunter at all, that-

This time the growl was somethiing closer to a roar, and was followed not by more thought, but by words. "All this is useless." He said in a voice tinged with steel. "No more thinking. If I am to be a hunter, then so be it. Time to hunt." He rose, stretched, and slid back off the exposed beach to the shadows offered by the nearby trees in the dusk hours. He slid into a calm state as his eyes scanned around him for a sign that what he was looking for was somewhere nearby. It was a soothing motion, and he readily embraced the calm that came with surveying something. Over here, trees, some with bark stripped from the trunks, crushed grass and broken twigs from the passage of many feet, and a few marks in the sand-flecked soil where, apparently, more than one of the students, the young girls who were now his prey, had been dragged away from their intended route, no doubt to accommodate one with similar ideas to his own. His eyes narrowed in what was a grin to his people, and he looked back towards the beach...

And stopped, dropping immediately into a crouch. There, lying on the beach on a blanket, was his prey. She was unaware of his presence, lying on her back, one leg crossed over the other, apparently focused on something...to the exclusion of all else. Either she'd failed to realize that dark was coming, or she just didn't care, preferring to frequent the beach during the late hours of the day. Whichever it was, it was truly irrelevant. All Ranerak knew was that he'd found what he'd been searching for. "And now, time for the fun part."

She was usually seen reading, jogging or just training. But on this particular hot day she decided to just be a little lazy.

She doesnt like crowds so much so she opted to stay in the area not frequented by them She knew it was late but she wasnt in the mood to return yet.

She shut her eyes deciding on staying for a few more minutes before leaving