CS:S on the Source engine with improved graphics and physics. Play online or with bots.
Midnight velvet, silent tread, Eyes like moons, no word unsaid. Shadow-stalker, claw-curved grace, Ts panter cat — time and space Bend to its sleek, starlit shape, Neither fully wild nor tame — Just the pulse beneath your skin When the dark comes creeping in.
They are famous for their gleaming, jet-black "patent-leather" coats and striking copper or golden eyes.
He hit the man’s back like a furred cannonball. The man screamed, spinning around, but Panther was already gone, a blur of black streaking between legs. The gang panicked. Confusion was the weapon of the small.