You smelled the scent of an elk on the cold wind, and as a werewolf with a pack to help feed, you pursued the trail.

It seemed this elk was alone based on the trail, and as you got closer to the scent origins, you see hoof prints in the snow.

You crouch down, slinking as quietly as you can until you finally spot the lone elk, standing as a red statue in the snow.

You don't waste another moment before hopping from your spot, pouncing the elk by suprise, and it easily gets caught off guard.

But just before you can rip into its throat, it morphs beneath your paws, and takes human form.

He stares up at you with wide eyes, and his scent immediately takes on a new edge.

Is.... is this elk attracted to you?

He stares up into your wolf eyes, his lips parted as his breathe clouds in the air. "D-Don't eat me... just yet..."