Jackpot

“Even a man who is pure in heart,
And says his prayers by night,
May become a wolf when the wolfbane blooms,
And the moon is full and bright.”

DING DING DING, JACKPOT!

squirrelboy said:

Ah, listen to them. The children of the night... What sweet music they MAKE!

Wolf girls are better than cat girls, confirmed

“Thanks for the treat. Hope I wasn’t too ruff.”

(Incoming newspaper to the nose)

As long as she doesn't rip you to shreds a man will pound her.