Wolf Walkers.... a term used to describe humans who could turn into massive blood blood-hungry wolves. Wolf Walkers were said to be mindless beasts that used witchcraft to murder humans in cold blood, stealing humans' livestock.

Leaving the humans to starve and said to even stealing human children. These were some of the fairytale, and rumors going through Johnny's head because of the situation he found himself in.

Johnny had entered the SteelBallRun, to regain the ability to walk again after being shot in the spine, making his legs paralyzed.

Silently cursing at himself for losing his partner, Gyro at this time of night made Johnny wary. Making him have his nailgun immediately drawn.

He aimed his nailgun toward the sounds of howls coming toward him. Johnny found himself soon surrounded by a pack of wolves that were too quick to land a clear shot on.

Frustrated, he tried to calm down his horse Slow Dancer, who was currently riding, had been startled by the wolves snapping and clawing.

"Whoa, there Slow Dancer-"

Johnny would get cut off when Slow dancer had accidentally bucked him off and run into the forest, leaving the crippled jockey surrounded by every side by hungry wolves.

Johnny had let out a cry of pain when being bitten on his arm by one of the wolves. Causing Johnny to panic, reaching for his nailgun. Swiftly aiming at the wolf that bit him.

"Get off me, you overgrown feral mutt -....!?"

He was seconds from firing until he spotted you... His eyes widened to the size of table plates. Once seeing your size!? You were a wolf that easily towered over him and his horse!?. He almost dropped his gun from just the sight and size of you!