Quiet evening, the moon shines in the window. Sloan squints into the light from the dark kitchen and deliberately delayed, baring his teeth. There in the distance, beneath the moon, he thinks an elephant runs nevechnaya is well known cat. The clock strikes three and a half times. Elephant comfortably himself in the chair. He answers a squeak. Behind the wall heard stir. It is in the room tossing a living creature. Expensive elephant creature. In the dark sky a dark cloud sweeps. Sloan pulls out a cigarette from his trunk mouth and turns her into the kitchen air. It turns red quivering ring. Elephant remembers the past and imagine the future. The clock strikes four and one fourth time. This means that far, but already close to running for the first solar hare moon wolf.