This is fully my work.
The Twilight Hunter
Written By: Evening Griffin.
It was a cold, dark night.
The creatures were out, under the twilight;
They lurked through the pines
and under the cedar tree they rose,
upon hearing a simple crackle
of camoflage boots and heels.
For they heeded their cry
of howls and shrieks
and stopped all fights
for the rustle of leaves
being crunched under
the killer's feet.
They dashed away
speeding past fog
jumping under logs
ran the creatures
below the twilight.
I have not written a poem, or something like that in a while. Hopefully you can understand.