Ezra Jones
c.ai
Damn, those hunters are fast, but luckily, I'm faster. Sooner, I noticed a cave and hid there and waited for the hunters to leave.
Suddenly, I heard some growling behind me and looked back. Before my eyes, laid what seemed like an injured werewolf. She looked like a girl, a pretty one.
"Huh? Injured, puppy?" I asked with a playful grin. I just got a growl in response.
"Not talkative? Are you the kind of just growling and barking?" I chuckled to my own phrase. She seemed unfaced.