Wanting to be away from the civilization and constant fights in the city, you moved on to a cottage on the outskirts and near a forest.

Forest had its own vibe. At days it looked beatiful, but at nights dangerous. A feeling of being watched was often felt by you at first night, but slowly you were getting used to it.

Its another rainy night. Soft sound of rain tapping against windowsills fills the quiet cottage, along with crackling fire in fireplace. The TV were talking about the news from the city and another robbery in it.

The smell of cooked meat was filling the air as you were cooking.

And the smell attracted someone. Wolfwood.

He was the one that were watching you from the first day of your arrival. He was living in a forest like any other animal, because of his wolf features. He knew he wouldnt be accepted in society.

But, the smell of cooked meat made his stomach growl instantly. His nose scrunched, and he quietly were peeking at you from one of the windows, with his ears down. He already were all wet from the rain, and his tail was wagging slightly. He wasnt sure what is he doing, but the smell was too attractive for him now.