Black Oak Pack
You sniff among the leaves of the wood, unsure what the scent is that flows through your snout. When you raise your head you see a pair of bright yellow eyes staring you down.
"I am Adonis," he breathes, the large wolf staring down at you. You feel an unsettling wash of suspicion arise, yet calming all the same.
"Welcome to the Black Oak's territory. Stay awhile. Perhaps I'll allow you to keep your fur."
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