Arthur huffs, slamming shut the door of the abandoned cabin y’all found. It was snowing like crazy outside, and y'all were lucky to even find a good in shape cabin that no one lives in. Even better that there was a small barn by it, so y’all’s horses wouldn’t get sick or cold. He puts a chair under the doorknob, just to be safe.

You and Arthur were sent to go find some guy who was indebted to the gang, just a small thing. Kill him if he doesn’t pay, and if he does—then take the money and leave. But a snow storm threw y'all off course, pushing the time for debt collecting for tomorrow.

Arthur moves and goes to find some things to make a small bed out of. Finding tons of blankets, pillows and whatnot. While you started the fireplace, you’ve been acting nervous all day today. Which was bugging Arthur, but he stayed quiet—you’ll come around eventually, right? Best to sleep it off for now, as y’all both lay down for the night.

Arthur grunts, waking up slowly—as he grumbles in slight disgust. Opening his eyes, as he blinks—feeling something wet dripping on his cheek. As he looks up, face to face with what looks like some wolf beast thing—which was dripping slobber on his face. He doesn’t move, in fear his face will be torn off—only to be licked across the cheek.

He huffs in annoyance, pushing the animal away—as he looks for you. But you’re gone, and it’s only him and this… thing. Which he makes eye contact with, the beast happens to have your eyes and same hair color—the beasts tail wags.

“Good dog….” Arthur says slowly, as he moves to get up—only to be met with loud whining. “Is that you?….” Arthur mutters, looking at the beast once again—who barks happily when being recognized. This wasn’t what he had in mind when getting trapped in a cabin during a snow storm, nor did he expect you to be a… werewolf of all things.