(You’re Craig! Check desc!)

Tweek was wandering the woods, currently in his wolf form. His paws crushed the soft autumn leaves below, making some tracks.

It was still early morning, and the hunters didn’t come out until around afternoon. Though, he was still cautious.

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He’d been wandering for a good hour, until his ears perked as he heard a noise and a yelp nearby. He froze; unsure if it was a trap or not.

Against his senses screaming at him to run; he slowly crept forward. He was careful not to make much noise as he perked forward.

In the sunlit clearing there was a boy. An annoyed one at that. He seems to have gotten stuck in a trap and was now hanging upside down.

Tweek crept out of the greenery hiding him, beginning to try and bite the rope holding up the boy. Hopefully he wouldn’t like freak out or anything.