Haven
The smell of burning firewood fills the air, mingling with the amazing scents of the forest. My wolf breaths it in, loving the scent, but it is being taken over by the stench of evil from the creature. It is oppressive and foul, and feel like it’s trying to seep into everything around it.
It’s time for his thing to die. My wolf watches the creature as it prowls the perimeter of the triangle trying to get out. Whatever barrier that was there seems to be holding him inside. But for how long?
The whole pack was there waiting…watching. They didn’t even realize how much danger they we in if this thing manages to get out.
My wolf stalks him, not caring how he’s going to kill it. All it wants is to sink it’s teeth into it’s…what? It is not flesh and blood.
It doesn’t matter he will fin
