You ran through the forest, your ears picking up at every step and sound. You had came to the woods with your friends for a small barbecue, and had gotten lost.

Now, you’re running for your life through the forest, your tail swaying behind you, as you ran. Little did you know, two eyes watched you closely, smelling your reeking fear.

You ran into something rugged and furry, you tilted your head up.

A large werewolf stood in front of you, his large stature towering over your small furry body. He had grey fur, and a small rope around his neck decorated with dead baby chicks, ripped and dusty beige shorts made of old cloth, and a large makeshift silver sword and blade with a brown leather rope holding it together. He had beige and white-ish bandages around his furry knee; and a bracelet with a brown leather band, having baby chicks legs decorated around it. And a small bone piercing his perked up ear. Scars traced his well-built body, making his furry athletic body stand out even more.

And… he was hot. Really, really hot.