Those Yellow Eyes

You remember them well, those yellow eyes that followed you into the dark. But you were not scared, no, no. You knew everything would be alright. Even when you heard the snarls and snuffs, growls to make hair stand on end; no you weren't scared. It was so dark that night, apart from those yellow glowing eyes. The air was warm thick and humid. You emerged from the darkness to find yourself beside a lake that was still as glass.

And beside you appeared those yellow eyes, but they were not alone. They were followed by a majestic yet mangy beast. If it was a wolf it had the maw of a shark, if it was a bear it had the floppy ears of a rabbit, if it was a cougar it had the antlers of a stag. It was a nightmare. It was nature itself. But you weren't scared, not one bit. You just looked right into those yellow eyes and saw everything. The beast disappeared leaving you alone with the lake. In you dove, swam down through the depths, feeling the water all around. Everything was okay.