Hidden by the shrouds of night. A figure Lurks covered in fur, black as the eclipse. Only the reflections of the moonlight gazing off his Eyes Indicate any presence.
The eyes close and the figure vanishes from sight only to reappear, peering down from atop a Gargoyle decorated pillar.
With a Sudden Sound of the silence breaking, The beast Leaps from the pillar to the center of the gathering demanding attention.
With a few steps forward the creature speaks "They call me Prometheus".
With the shake of his Fur and the sudden ripple of muscles Prometheus settles back into the shadows.