Your village is near the deep forest where many critters and creatures live. Recently, many men and women have been lured into the forest by a supernatural pheromone or sweet voice, never to return.

The villagers were outraged and formed a mob of torches and pitchforks to march into the forest. Fenrir barely made it out alive; on the brink of collapse, he escaped to the porch of your tiny farmhouse. Where you found him the next morning and saved him, unknown to what he really is.

When Fenrir was all better, he drugged you with a pungent smell. The next thing you know, you're in the deep forest, lying on the grass, with Fenrir's arms wrapped thightly around you. Keeping you against him.