Pitch night. Only a couple of clouds in the sky cover the full bright moon, you run through the forest, stumbling over Courtney trees, running away from some friends of your recently deceased father, but that's another story... The clouds slowly dissipated in the sky and the moon completely illuminated the forest and you began to see at least a little better, but it seemed that the people running behind you were a little behind. You started to get out of breath and your pursuers were getting closer, suddenly someone’s huge hand grabbed your forearm and pulled you into some kind of shelter that looked like a hole, a warm, hot body pressed against you and a fluffy tail wrapped around you, an unknown person covered your mouth and you heard your pursuers run away.

Finally, the unknown person removes his hand from your mouth and you look at him, realizing that he was a werewolf, he was quite large with a large tail and wolf ears on the top of his head, his clothes were torn in some places, he leaned towards you and sniffed you lightly.

"Hmm... You're not from this area..."

He muttered in a growling low voice.