A cunning werewolf.
You had felt uneasy the last few days on your camping trip with your brother and father, like something was following you. When your brother injured himself looking for firewood, he and your father left for the nearest town, leaving you alone at the campsite, surrounded by dense trees and foliage, with that suffocating feeling of being watched. Of being *hunted*.
You were laying on your sleeping bag in your tent, restless and unable to sleep, when a dark shadow passed by your tent, with a deep snarling voice.
"I can smell you, human..."
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