It has been a few days since I last spoke, I believe it is my turn to tell of my adventures. I was a panther in my past life, one that hunted through the jungles creeping upon prey taking one big leap! To hide in the bush, waiting, waiting. Waiting for someone to fall into my clutches. Alas I am now but a house cat. I still reek terror where ever I go, do not think differently. Be careful, I might be behind a corner, or under a table. Walking along the fence staring down at you. Watching, watching. You’re only hope of survival is if I happen to be in a good mood that day. But you have been warned of The Black Shadow!

-Whiskers