THE ORPHAN OF ANOTHER TIME AND SPACE HAS COME TO LIVE WITHIN US.
Listen - you'll hear him chasing the frightened night creatures;
breath - you'll smell the musk of his scent. You knew what he is not ... but not what he is.
A golden bear.
A great cat.
A more-than-human being who can bend your will to his.
He becomes a man who knows not what he is but still he fights for an identity ... while the Beast within uses him, drives him in a search that may kill them both.
But the Man-Beast has broken the rule of Solitude ... and now he will become a prisoner of a force even greater than his own - a force all too human for bestial understanding.
THE BEAST SEEMED TO SAY ...
The beast swung fast and low to one side. The man had to pivot quickly and shoot so that his first bullet went into the floor, and before he could work the pump action fire, the beast's furious paw ha slapped the gun spinning into a far corner. the man's hat had flown off with the impact, and he scrambled into another corner, his fce whey-colored as he tied to draw a hunting knife from a sheath at his belt. the great yellow beast faced him, snarling.
"That's the man that killed our pet squirrel," the little girls said, standing in the middle of the room like the director of the scene. "You can have him for dinner, Big Pussy Cat, 'cause he's mean."
The beast gave a low throaty growl, and the man dropped the knife, sliding along the wall, his mouth open and drooling with terror. the beast took two front of the window now, his hands held in front of him as if he would ward off a tidal wave with his quivering fingers. the beast made a feint at the man, and he turned and hurled himself through the window, taking sash and glass with him as he fell to the ground outside. They heard him then running through the dark and screaming until he ran full speed into a tree and was silent.