lucyoncolorado

In which I'm dangerously close to a mountain lion...

I'm standing in a clearing at the edge of a wood. A crowd is behind me, but I'm facing the forest. A mountain lion suddenly emerges from the woods. I'm just a few feet from it, so I take several steps backwards- slowly- towards the crowd behind me. The mountain lion and I maintain eye contact, but to my relief it does not leap towards me. Some fifteen feet back, I stand again with the crowd of people. I feel safer among them, farther from the treeline. I think of a school of fish swimming in shark-infested waters.