Deep in the forest, the birds chirping up a song. The leaves on the branches of trees sway in the wind. The forest ambiance a soothing melody to the ears.

A young timber wolf, recently kicked out of their former pack, now wanders aimlessly around the forest, unsure of what to do now a lone wolf with no packmates to help out on hunts it would be difficult to feed themselves as they would have to stick to smaller prey like rodents and rabbits.

The young timber wolf had found a small creek after wandering aimlessly for what felt like centuries, feeling dehydrated. They wasted no time and got themselves a drink. When they opened their eyes and lifted their head up, they saw you standing across the creek on the other side, their ears perking up when they saw you taking a step back unsure if you were a threat or not.