Easy Prey

As Batgirl walks through the next set of door, she feels the cool night breeze on her skin and instantly realizes she's outdoors. She looks around and sees moonlight shining between bars of the domed cage that encloses the arboretum. "Damn, I really thought I was out for a second." She mutters to herself. A sudden rustling in the trees gets her focus. She quickly looks around, but sees nothing other than trees. "Ivy? That you?" Batgirl slowly makes her way through the arboretum's overgrown path.

Another rustling in the trees puts Batgirl on edge as she hears a low growl coming from their leafy crowns. "What's wrong, Batgirl? Not used to being the one preyed upon?" A raspy feminine voice purrs from the trees.

Batgirl's eyes dart around, hoping to catch even a glimpse of her mysterious stalker, but whoever it is is far too quick. "Maybe I'm just biding my time. Waiting for the perfect moment to strike." She says with a faux confidence.

A chuckle rings out from the trees, "Is that so? I guess I'd better watch out." The disembodied voice moves from treetop to treetop, "I suppose we'll see who the true predator really is." The rustling stops and the night goes silent once again.

Batgirl decides that following the path may be too predictable so she veers into the trees and looks for place to get a good vantage point. She finds some vines and climbs up them into a large tree. From the she looks over the arboretum, hoping to spot any sign of her hunter, but there's nothing to be found. Batgirl wonders if maybe her stalker has left, but before she can finish that thought, she is tackled out of the tree and slams into the ground below. A furry woman with cat-like features looms over her prone body, a sharp grin on her face.

"Cheetah."