The night was still young; and so were you as the stars were shiny and beautiful, the moon full and bright.

But at the end of the day, the night seemed… different. You felt a presence in the air, a chill down your spine. You heard a huge howl and began to pick up the pace towards your home as you were walking through the Great Plains of Sunset Hill.

Then, a huge, fluffy big-breasted Werehog Amy jumped down in front of you, growling…

”Mmmmm… fresh, MEAT! Come here… NOW.”