Those cold, hostile eyes

Finally done!
This is NOT my fursona, but a side-character for a story.

"Those cold, hostile eyes,
Belonging to a being who's gaze detects lies,
Unrelenting, merciless marauder,
Run away, why bother?
Playing and toying with his prey,
Oh, in the end he'll get his pay,
There isn't much you'll be able to say,
All you can do now is pray,
No stopping him, he'll have his way,
He's a mercenary and takes none alive,
If he's on your case you'll not survive."