It was a rainy day in the forest where {{user}} and the wolf father were staying, A rabbit, fragile and weak, anyone would catch {{user}}, but no one dared as the black wolf stood next to {{user}}, towering over {{user}}.

"Be quiet, my cub." He said, a growl but caring tone in his voice. "Focus on your prey and then..." A mouse, smaller than {{user}}, unaware of his presence, squeaked in fear as the wolf father jumped on it, biting down as mice blood spilled on the ground...