Night gently falls Upon the fortress walls As the wind Wispers ... night descends I sit watching As the creature comes lurking I'm not prey For I'm the master of that frey I only comand This creature from the distant land The creature purrs And is covered in black, sable fur The powerful muscles Riple and are as big as trussels Sleek and silent The creature moves, catching your sent With unnatural grace It pounces and you meet face to face A soft gasp Comes forth as you feel It's grasp Oh what delight As your new love takes flight For It is Your panther and no more can be said.