Or is that anonymous too?
"I'm not here to follow that trail again."
( Justice is tooth and claw. )
Is this the way you live? Is this what you smell, what you see?
When I suggest to the populace that the strange new sensation of easing into a hunter's skin isn't so much alien as it is a homecoming, they'll lock me up. I've killed before and now, I think, I could do it so neatly.
What structures are here to keep us from succumbing to these natural instincts?
( Will was the wolf. )