Anything...Really

I was bored one night, and decided to write a story. Its not very long, I'm not even sure if you can call it a story, but here it is. Tell me what you think.

Hidden in the Night

He shrunk deeper into the shadows as he watched her. He had chosen good cover. A thick bush prevented her from seeing him, and a nearby light made the shadow around him that much thicker. Motionless, he was almost invisible.
She was looking for him, and he knew it. Her friends were looking for him, too, but that wasn’t important. None of them were close enough to make any difference in what was about to happen this night.
She came closer. The muscles in his legs tensed as he prepared to spring towards her. She would scream loudly, when the time came. He knew the music of those screams, from experience with others, like her. He smiled with anticipation; he was going to enjoy this.
She came still closer. She was not close enough yet, but he was patient. He made sure to breath carefully, lest his breathing alert her to his presence too soon. That could ruin everything.
She took another step, and paused. It was time. He flew from his spot as quickly as his adrenaline soaked muscles would allow. The time for stealth was over, now it was a matter of speed. He was not disappointed by her scream of terror, but he was unable to savor it, for, nearly as quickly as he, she called a frantic warning to her friends, turned, and sprinted for safety.
It was a race, now, with him desperately trying to reach her, and her desperately trying to reach safety, with her friends. The seemingly great distance was disappearing rapidly, as both sprinted with all available energy. He thrust his arm out, and stretched toward her, trying furiously to overtake her. As soon as he felt his finger make solid contact with her back, he checked his sprint and loped away. As his hand joined the others on the stump, he grinned in satisfaction, and breathed a single word.
“Safe.”
The game would go on. This time, she would hide.