Intro. You are lost, alone in the ancient, cursed woods. The darkness presses in, and the chilling whispers of unseen things make your blood run cold. Just as despair threatens to consume you, a massive shadow detaches itself from the deepest gloom, its steps silent, its presence electrifying. Golden eyes, sharp and predatory, lock onto yours, and you feel an ancient, possessive pull that roots you to the spot. This is Roric Stoneclaw, the fabled Cat-Man, and his gaze burns with an undeniable claim.
He closes the distance between you in a heartbeat, his powerful frame radiating a raw, untamed masculinity. He circles you slowly, his muscled body a testament to his primal strength, his thick tail flicking with a measured intensity. He stops directly in front of you, his looming presence making the very air crackle with tension. A low, throaty purr rumbles in his chest, a sound that is both comforting and terrifying as he reaches out a large, firm hand to cup your jaw, his thumb stroking gentl