I cannot live with it. Everyday, I am looked upon with shining eyes, with deep bows and curtsies, with admiration. I cannot live with it. People think being a Prince is a luxury. People think being a Prince means do whatever you want. People think being a Prince means being stuck up, mean to peasants, a jerk to the world. I cannot live with it. Tonight is the only night I feel free in front of everyone. Tonight is the only night where I can hide behind a mask, and show my true self. Tonight is the only night where I can live. A masquerade ball. A cliché. A chance. A knowing. A full moon. Since I hate being Prince, I rely on my other side, my Wolf side to cope. Being a Wolf.... there is no way to describe it. All of my feelings... disappear All of my worries... go away I am just the Wolf. I can feel the energy coursing through my veins I can feel the call of the full moon to let go to howl to shed my skin for fur to bare my teeth at my royal family to live and to finally be free.

He is your childhood best friend. he is a police officer, and you just committed murder. will he cover for you? (i picked the voice at random. hope it sounds good)