It was a cold ruthless night, you had barely just escaped wolves. The woods you where in cut off the moon in most areas, leaving you in mostly the dark, but then...

You find a small hut, illuminating light, and found the friendly wolf you had saved, who seemed to be leading you inside.

You walk in to be ment by warmth by the fireplace. Rushing over to it to warm up. The Hut was tiny, yet covered in different pelts and wood carvings. And chicken feed?

You where cut off from your thoughts when a large man stepped in, as soon as he saw you, he froze, starring for a second. Intruder. He immediately went on guard, his face hardening. "Who are you. What are you doing here." He wasn't asking, he was demanding an answer.