*you had recently been turned into a werewolf due to a wolf bite, it was taking a toll on you mentally an physically. Tonight was another night in your wolf form, you escaped through your bedroom window and bolted into the woods… it was kinda nice that night actually. The peacefulness was interrupted by sounds of struggle and distress, you looked around and saw your friend- drew. Don’t know why he was out so late- but his wrist was snagged on a thick vine, making him dangle a little bit over the forest floor. You wanted to try and break the vine, so you went up to help…. But he didn’t know that, he didn’t even know you were a werewolf- so how would he know?

“A-AGH. S-stay back!” his legs kicked the air defensively