The day before my life was turned on its head I was sat on my trunk, where no one bothered me. they knew well enough to leave me alone by now. I had come back from a two day Hunting expedition, and those bloody hunters were on my heels the whole bloody time, at least I managed to take one with me. Bastard. Anyway, Sat on my trunk, slowly Chipping away at a branch, making a spear of sorts. No idea why. The hunting was always my favorite part of being a wolf, the speed, the power, the intense thrill of the chase. when I was younger its all I would do, roam around, attacking things, running, feeling the wind through my coat, then one day I found A bunch of hunters. I had no idea what I was doing. almost took me out, I'm one of the quicker were-wolves but, man, they did something, and they got my back leg. They were tracking me down and I almost was gone, they'd surrounded me, when, from no-where, this grey wolf, one of me, I could tell instantly, by the smell, took out two of them with one pounce, I Took the one that came for me... short story shorter he saved my life. His Name was Lupe. it was like he was born to be a wolf. when I first said that he laughed and shook his head.
Anyway. I was on my stump, minding my own business, staring at the moon, Like I do, and from nowhere this waif falls into our santuary, half dead from exhaustion. I managed to get over to her, but she'd collapsed, I had no idea what I was doing, never had I cared for someone beside myself, or Lupe, and I hated her for making me care, but I realised she needed help, and well Lupe was the only guy I trusted enough to give it to her. When I got to her, she was turning, over and over, just murmuring Hunters. that brought me to. we'd known they were coming for us but no idea when. I picked her up on my shoulders, ran as fast as I could to Lupus, he was the only one that could save all of us now.