her pale face rising and i feel a change comes on in waves.  blood boils in veins.  am i reaction or coincidence?  i'm still coming after you.  a new breed forming- and the werecat prowls the night.  rising.  hear the mournful cries of the hounds on my trail.  i cannot fail.  cat out of hell.  vengeance is mine, the time has come tonight.  forever falling, bathed in a sea of lunar light.