Wolf howling could be heard across the dark landscape. The call, in unison, of a successful hunt. Aug would be full tonight. He'd wondered for so long why he was furless and stood on two legs, but he never minded being different from his family. They always kept him warm at night, and made sure to keep him fed with meat and berries.

He heard crunching in the night, well after all the wolves were comfortable in their den. A few poked their heads up but none seemed all too concerned with the noise. Aug felt off though, and crept towards the cave entrance. A creature, soft and furless walked nearby. Aug let out a growl, though it was much more human and less intimidating than his wolfish family. The feral man didn't know just how this creature would change his life, but he did notice how similar it looked to his own form.