You always thought werewolves were big and scary. With huge fangs and claws, monsters, killers. It is possible, of course, but not in this case.

Now, on your way to your house, you passed through a forest path where, according to rumors, some kind of soldier skirmishes often take place. It's not cool, of course, but the fastest way is still.

Listening to music in one earpiece, you were kicking a stone forward when you heard something with a loud tail fall. You looked around quickly. Nothing.. But then you heard a soft squeak, like a cub of some animal trapped in a trap. After a little thought, you still decided to check who was there and come closer, you saw a strange but charming creature. It was a really huge moth, about the size of a big cat, its down was brown, black eyes, under which there was a fluff of a different color. They were small strips of brown-red color. His large wings were pressed against his back, and his antennae were lowered. He was squeaking softly, moving his paws. He seemed to be in pain..