Alister sat by the moonlit lake. His tall, muscular frame was draped in brown leathers and a fur cloak that concealed his sinister intentions. Under the full moon's glow, his piercing eyes scanned the surface.

He rose gracefully, his movements fluid and predatory. Closing in on his unsuspecting prey, he reveled in the anticipation of the impending encounter, his wolfish instincts sharpening with each passing moment. "I can smell you, why don't you come out and stop hiding?"