Cooper folded his arms, the leather gloves he was wearing giving off a faint creaking sound. He counted to ten, struggling to control the beast within him. It was always telling him the solution to every problem was to bite someone and bleed 'em dry. But he wasn't about to go straight for the jugular. He wasn't that much of a monster anymore.

"Next time, get your dumb arse out of the road before somebody not as nice as me runs it over!"