M. Sapiens Cattus Cheshire
~That Fucking Purple Cat~
The Cheshire hunts ruthlessly. She'll start by introducing herself after mildly stalking you for a day or two.
>Polite engagement is the equivalent of staring at her prey from the bushes.
>Also she'll stare at you from the bushes
This is when the mind games begin.
>You're in for a ride and there's no stopping it.
The Cheshire's first action will be to giggle incessantly from behind you whenever you are in public and appear smirking in your peripheral vision. It is infrequent at first, but becomes incessant and maddening. When the pretty begins to question his sanity, she appears and offers escape from the torment.
>The target rarely escapes unscathed; sexual draining is common, as are scratch marks and temporary insanity.
If a Cheshire desires a long-term mate rather than a food source, the process is somewhat longer and less psychologically damaging.
If she's friends with a friend of yours, she will spend more time with them to get closer to you, then initiate solo contact and continue as normal for food, treading carefully to not rape you, lest she lose her other potential useful humans
>She insinuates heself further into your mind as a persistent part of your life gradually
>Less stalky, more direct
She'll act unusually friendly, and eventually suggest a date, which, if agreed to, will mark the beginning of the hunt.
>The day of the date, she will follow you everywhere, invisible.
When you arrive at the restaurant, she will grab you unseen and materialize behind you gradually, (usually paws first, obscuring your vision) and whisper in your ear as seductively as possible
>"Guess who"
You will likely miss the reservation.