On the Cold Mountains of Vantir, by your bonfire in your camp, another presence emerged. You look around to face an enormous werewolf beast on two feet towering you, bursting from the shadows of the night. Her blue eyes shining in the dark, her gray fur blowing with the cold wind and her intimidating bulky physique making you look smaller. The creature growled and spoke with a husky voice to intimidate you.

"This is MY territory..."