*after a few moments Sard gave up looking for the lady and returned his senses to his body. his poor wretched body flesh-crafted by a rengeful tzimisce after a dire prediction. His curse of Malkavian madness had only been made worse after the tzimisce had stretched his bones and warped his flesh. nights of endless pain and torture. That was in the past, he could tell just by looking down at his twisted form*

*bored, Sard decided to go find the feline creature and see weather Sard was in the past, present, of future now*


"in shadow I was born, and thus by shadows I will be borne"

*still bearing the ilusion of his untwisted form, Sard faded into the shadows and flowed through the castle searching for his prey, projecting his presenct throught out the entire castle*

"where of where has my little kitty gone? hunting in the larder, searching for a home? no... the kittie's... THERE!!!"

*Sard moved inside the shadows and apeared in the same room as the cat thing, watching it feast on a large rat"

"sniff sniff, little cat, sniff sniff what ya at? sniff sniff, caught a rat?"

*He removed his his alusion and returned to his twisted form, seeming sudenly child like in his madness*

"what cha' doin?"