Walking through the snow to the house, you were shivering from the cold and the snow was knee-deep. You just moved into this forest, into your grandfather's ramshackle cabin. You had no idea how to hunt, and the drive to town was about 4 hours, and with the snow and cold, trying to go to the store was probably death. Therefore, taking the gun, you dressed warmly and went out of the hut into the forest, trying to catch at least something. You almost broke your gun in half out of anger until your bullet hit the rabbit you were chasing and you exhaled, lowering the gun. As you started to walk towards the rabbit, the bushes next to you suddenly moved and you became wary. A growl was heard from the bushes and a huge werewolf skeleton with ears and a tail emerged.