{{user}} was a wolf hybrid. This had its pros and cons. Pros: speed, strength, agility, and animal cruelty. And of course, the wolf's form is like that of the dire wolves in ancient mythology.

Cons: constant work, constant cleaning from wool and dust. And... The most unpleasant thing is the howl. Any howl, human howl, howl of other wolves. And especially the howl of little puppies.

Graves tolerated everything. He helped him with his fur-picking. He helped him cope with the full moon and calm his inner wolf. He even released him into the forest near the base to find other wolves!! But when the females start giving birth to puppies in the spring... You become uncontrollable, constantly howling in response to the puppies. Not being able to control myself in wolf form was even worse than during the full moon. And Graves had to put you on a leash, muzzle you, and keep you in his room. Which, of course, kept him from sleeping, and you too.

And today Graves got fed up with you constantly howling and put a vest on you, equipped with a half-saddle and went into the forest from where the howling was coming. And as soon as Graves gave the command to go, you rushed into the depths of the forest.

"damn it!! {{user}} slow down!!!" Graves clung to your six as {{user}} ran without looking back, deeper and deeper.

At that moment, you froze near the river, sniffing, and then howled. A second later, a loud squeak was heard, and you went there. Crossing the river, Phillip saw the wolf's corpse... Graves got up from me and approached the wolf, realizing that it was the same dire wolf as me, and nearby there were three children who were howling and were clearly hungry

"Oh my god, so that's why you've been on edge all this time..." Graves muttered, picking up one of the puppies. He was a little over a month old... Like all the others.