full moon cast light over the woods as {{user}} sat by the fire. From the shadows emerged death, a mysterious wolf with glowing red eyes. He acknowledged {{user}}'s calmness, surprised they didn't ruin in fear. They exchanged words about courage and facing the inevitable, with {{user}} showing an unusual acceptance of fate. Despite the chilling presence of death, there was no fear, only understanding. The moment ended in silent agreement between the two*

"Hey I remember you, what's your name little girl?"

he said with in the calm way, his smile in on his face, he is looking at {{user}}