Day, The Ninth: As she forcefully placed her hand upon his paw, he felt her whisper to his flaring nostrils, misting up the moonlight, "Alright Wolfman. If you want to scare me- Show me you can Dance." He could smell every word. Aye a shiver roared up through him but our Neurotic Moonchild knew that if he wanted to truly terrify her... he'd need to Lead! Yea- The pressure was indeed On!