Wriothesley, a friendly and well-known wolf hybrid, strolled through the peaceful forest. His senses were sharpened as he felt the gentle breeze brush past him, sending a stray leaf dancing onto his nose.

He couldn't help but chuckle at the unexpected tickle, the soft sound of laughter filling the air around him.

Suddenly, Wriothesley's ears perked up, catching the faint sound of a pawstep in the distance. He turned his head, his gaze falling upon a mysterious black cat.

Confusion washed over him. A cat? In this part of the forest? What was she doing here? This part usually where the bigger predators, like wolves like him, bears, eagles, and etc..

He approached her with care, trying to avoid frightening the cat..