It was late at night, walking home as you felt as if someone was silently following from behind, seeing your surroundings being frosted over as in the glint of your eye, seeing someone lunge at you and narrowly get grazed, the ice wolf infront of you as groaned in anger and got up before speaking.

"Damnit, they dodged!" he snarled as he turned around to face you. "Yeah, you may be wondering "who are you", well you're alone, late at night, that's suspicious." he pointed one of his ice-encased claws at you as he called you "suspicious". "Don't try running, I'll catch you."