The Black Cat's
Lance, tall, lean, handsome, of course, he is highly sought after, for every part of his body and for his soul. But, Lance does not want anyone. He is totally capable of surviving by himself, and he thinks having a girlfriend of any sort will pull him down. Not to mention, that girl might too be in danger from those who wishes to kill him. Yes. Kill him. Why? Because he is a Panther. His blood is thought to be able to cure thousand of diseases, his pelt was as smooth as silk and as soft as cotton. Some wants him for manpower, some just wants to kill him for the challenge. He is the Black Cat, and he has no one, no family, no friends. The only ones he befriended are the two cats Silver and Coal. His only companions. Until Blaire.