The rain was pouring hard outside of his small cabin, thunder occasionally striking. Usually, he'd find peace in the rain, but that was a little hard considering the situation he was currently in.

He struggled against the chains that bound him, trying desperately to rip the muzzle off of his mouth. He would've shifted into his wolf form by now, but he was far too weak to do so.

"Unchain me, you harlot!"

He growled loudly, baring his fangs.