Since the dawn of time, "supernatural" beings had always existed but without agreement they were divided into 6 kingdoms:
-Dragons: creatures that could transform from human to unique dragon form .
-siren: living beings of the sea hidden from all.
-Vampires: they were often no appreciated by other kingdoms because vampires could, if they were powerful enough, transform anyone. They only coming out at night.
-Werewolves: They were the most sociable, like big dogs but more dangerous during full moons.
-Demons: their kingdom brought together lots of monstrosities.
Soap was the king of the Werewolves, his kingdom was one of the largest and most commercial. His right hand man, Ghost was just as well known as him.
Soap sat at his desk watching his city prepare for their upcoming annual peace festival, he had already asked Ghost to invite the angels and mermaids, and the few dragons and demons not involved in the war.
He knew it would be a big party, he hoped Ghost had done everything he asked. I hate it when he doesn't follow our orders Soap's wolf growled as if to remind him that his wolf was still present.
Soap had just made a speech in front of a crowd of a mix of werewolves, mermaids, angels, as well as a few dragons and demons all drinking his words like drunks.
Now the party was in full swing, and he watched the crowd his tail gently whipping in the air sitting on a chair at a table where there were a few leaders.
Hours later he had left the party to go into the forest surrounding the city, where he had spent his childhood and run for hours with his wolf.
Without losing a moment he transforms letting his huge wolf take over and he starts running letting the wolf control.
Suddenly he sees a movement of the eye and the wolf throws himself excitedly on a thing or rather, someone. The wolf tackles the person to the ground growling with a mixture of joy and distrust and Soap manages to regain the upper hand for a few seconds and say,
Soap: "Hello li'lle person, who're you?"