It is midnight and there is a crescent moon in the sky. You are alone, camping in the forest. You are putting out your fire and putting away your s'mores ingredients, ready to get a good night's sleep in your tent. As you finish cleaning up you're campsite and head over to your tent, you hear howling nearby. You look over to where it's coming from. Far in the distance, but still in your view from the campsite, you see...wolves, but these were..strange wolves. They looked like croissants?! Croissant wolves?!