Samantha looked down at the cat. It was quite interesting that it was alive, and she couldn't help but reach down to pet it.  Even though all of her instincts were that of a wolf, she loved cats.  There was something special about this cat, and Samantha could tell.  She picked it up and looked deep into it's eyes.  There, inside them she thought she could see, 'No,' she thought to herself. She raised her hand , and stood up at the same time.<em>"Excuse me sir, but this cat. Well it isn't exactly dead, nor is it undead. In fact, its not even a cat."</em>She hoped that her slight bout of courage didn't last too much longer. She was starting to shake as it was.