[ WP ] A boy asks a girl out . It 's high school . It 's awkward . Narrate it from the point of view of a nature documentary .

He did it. 
 He finally did it 
 She stood there, in front of her den, holding court while at the same time carefully keeping an eye on everything that was going on in her surroundings. Her ears listening sharply to any bits of interaction, any information she can use during a hunt. She prided herself for being Queen. 
 But she never saw him approaching. 
 His remarkable stealth usually kept him well hidden in the shadows. His ragged, unkempt mane hid his face. His dowdy coat lacked the lustre she noticed. His posture submissive, his existence isolated. 
 But today was going to be different. 
 He was going to engage the fiercest fighter, the heartless Hunter, the prettiest of her kind, the leader who made the unworthy cower in fear and respect. 
 And boy did he prepare. 
 His mane was sheared fashionably, revealing his sharp heterochromatic eyes. One piercingly blue that X-rays one's persona, the other soft brown, inviting, warm and trustworthy. His coat polished, he decided to cast away the dark cloud hanging over him and emerge like the blinding rays of light after a rain storm. 
 He walked amongst his contemporaries unrecognised but not unremarked. They stared with awe at who this magnificent new creature could be. Some lusted after his frame, now properly shown off by impeccable posture. Those who did recognise him, while few in number, were nevertheless dumbfounded at his chrysalis. 
 All this while as he lorded over his surroundings, she was too busy. Busy being herself. Busy being accustomed to the same sounds and sights. Her senses simply missed to register this new presence in the background. 
 He had summoned enough courage to undergo this metamorphosis. But did he have even more to court the Queen of the jungle?
