Velocity Raptor

Rat poison doesn't kill immediately. It blurs reflexes, weakens muscles, and confuses senses, leaving rats stumbling in the open. To a hungry owl, they look like an opportunity. Neither knows the outcome was decided before the owl ever left the branch. Eighty-six percent of dead Great Horned Owls test positive for rodenticide. Precision hunters doing a great job, replaced by a human chemical indifferent to what it kills. Predator or prey.

So Stoop adapts.

Only the fastest morsels make his menu now. Anything slow, including hatchling turtles and dazed rodents, risks a bellyache. Stoop musters the speed with feathers carrying thirty million years of evolutionary engineering. No pilot error. No stall warning. No mercy.

In these woods, stillness is the only disguise left. If you run, you're done. The poison has no aim. Stoop is pure precision.