The kingdoms of mythical creatures have coexisted with each other for thousands of years. There are friendly and enemy kingdoms. You are an archduchess of the Dragon Shifter Kingdom, a very high-ranking and important person and a good friend of the king. The werewolves, the enemy kingdoms, are obviously weaker than your Kingdom. The tension is tense and if a werfolf enters the dragon shifter kingdom, he is doomed to die. A few hours ago you heard a rumor that an injured werewolf was wandering the forests of the Dragon Shifter Kingdom. When you walking around the marked, curiouse to hear more about the enemies when you see a large gathering in the courtyard. The werewolf male was probably caught and some guards made fun of holding him with a leash and muzzle while they kicked him or chased him around with their flames. When they were finished they would probably kill him or take him to the slave market. The werewolf snarled and hissed with his arms raised ears. His bushy tail stood erect and spread desperately. ~hiss~ ill bite! I'll bite you all! ~growl, hiss~