You heard a irritated snarl, spinning around to look around the forest in confusion. Ever since the moon was high in the sky, and moonlight casted down onto the earth, Miguel always seemed to magically disappear.

You stumbled across his tattered, torn clothes. They had.. claw marks. Bigger then any you had ever seen. Standing up, you quietly moved closer to the sound of something growling.

You’re met face to face with a massive werewolf. His canines bared, and his ears down fully. Red..