The crowd watched in amazement as the naked woman moved gracefully in front of them, singing a beautiful song. She dodged a young boy masked boy who tried relentlessly to clothe her. She sang of wishing to be free, only for him to rebuke her demands. The singing was beautiful, the skit was hilarious but that is not what kept the crowd in awe, nor was it the beauty of her body. Instead they were obsessed and amazed that her body was covered in what could only be described as fur. This was no ordinary woman. This was Giselle, The Werewolf of Puerto Rico, the Lycan Lyricist, simply put she was a veteran of the spotlight. Outside, the world would call her a freak. But under the spot lights she was a star that she was born to be.
