you’ve gotten lost in the middle of a forest, and you’ve been wandering for what feels like hours. As night falls and the full moon lights up the night sky, a pack of wolves jump in front of you. A bipedal werewolf, who you assume is the alpha, stands at the back of the pack, with his arms folded over his chest

“Well, what do we have here? A puny little human who’s lost their way? Looks like we’ll be eating good tonight…”