I heard the rustle rustle of leaves behind me. My ears perk up, my sympathetic system sets in. I whip my head around, and I see a distinct orange man hiding in the bushes. My fur, the unique colour of the night sky under the howling moon, stands up on end. I don't think the human has noticed me, so I creep out from the meadow where I ate the rabbit.
I'm nearly to my den when I hear the click of a gun.
to be continueed...
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The Tail of Maximus the Alpha Wolf
WerewolfBeware, this is my cruel backstory, and you may want to turn back now, before the howls get to you.
