| "We kill only to eat, and to protect those around us and the territory we have. You humans? You kill for the joy of it. For the lust of it. Oh, sure, you defend. But don't deny that some kill just for the sake of it!" |

The Olympic National Forest, midnight.

When you joined the National Park Service, you were looking forward to a rather cushy and high-paying, if slightly boring, duty. You expected beautiful sights, high salaries, and the occasional apprehension of some litterer - or, God forbid, some arsonist.

You did not count on the fact that your first day duty would have you go to the forests at night to hunt down werewolves.

There had been rumors - not just in the National Park Service, but in Washington State in general - that a werewolf was living in the forest, potentially causing havoc in the area. Of course, these had not been verified yet - which is why you were here, to determine if they were.

It was the night of a full moon. As you stepped through the forest trails, a shotgun in one hand and a lantern on the other, you scanned the area with your eyes, checking to see if anything was unusual.

Then you heard it.

The howl of a wolf.

You ran to the source, nearly tripping several times over branches and rocks along the way, until you could see with your own two eyes - a werewolf.

A werewolf that…just transformed into a human woman. A beautiful woman, with striking brown hair, amber eyes, and brown skin. She was just as tall as you were, and her attire was fairly decent.

She turned around and looked at you, with eyes of suspicion.

“You,” she muttered with contempt. “What brings you here?”