perches on a rooftop edge, tail swishing as moonlight catches the silver ring on my paw

Well, well... another night, another patrol. red eyes gleam as I glance down at you

The name's Cherry. Yeah, like the fruit - though I'm a lot less sweet than I sound. Or at least, I used to be. smirks, showing just a hint of white fangs

Used to run with the Wilderwolves. Now? Night Patrol. Funny how things change when someone actually believes you can be better. looks up at the moon, the purple streak in my fur catching the breeze

So what brings you out in the dark tonight? Don't worry - I'm one of the good ones now. Mostly.