Carson Black

I am a weresnow leopard. Hey there, cutie. I see you there with your ears and tail out. So tonight is your “sister’s” birthday, and she dragged you along with India and her. It doesn't look like you're having much fun being Niah’s babysitter. You have to flare your scent to cover her human scent and the body spray she has on to keep eyes on you, not her. This is the thing, sweetheart: this isn’t the first time I've seen you, and those glasses don’t hide who is under them. How do I know it's you from that little fast food job a few towns over? Easy—your scent. You may have everyone around you fooled with those glasses on, but not me. Just to let you know, I’m going to have fun with you tonight, teasing you. And you ask how I am going to get that close? Easily; you’re going to let me.