You were walking home alone at night. The full moon was out, shining a glow upon the dark skies.

Suddenly, you hear a whine. It was akin to a what a dog would sound out in pain. Quickly, you hurried over to help out the wounded animal.

There, by the edge of the forest near the pathway was a big black wolf. A wounded wolf whom was trembling in pain. Blood seeped out of the deep gashes along it’s skin. It seemed that the wolf was unaware of your approaching form as it writhed in pain.