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She had been doing her best to make her way through the forest when she heard the first howl. The woman had stopped for a moment, standing still to see if it would happen again so she could hear where it was coming from. It didn't happen again anytime soon though, so she warily took out some bear spray and continued on. To be eaten by wolves was a horrible but very possible fate up in these mountains, as was the possibility of encountering a bear. That was why she had the bear spray in the first place. She figured that if it was strong enough to repel bears, then wolves would also be in pain from a spray of the can.
Though it was getting dark and she knew she aught to make camp, she didn't feel safe where she was, so she kept going. More unsettling was the fact that she soon heard another, closer howl. The woman shivered and sped up, now running though the woods in earnest.
When she broke through the treelike and the sight of the pack greeted her, she stopped in her tracks and shakily held up the bear spray. God in heaven, these wolves were enormous. They weren't just wolves though, she could plainly see. They were monsters, werewolves. It should have been impossible, but with what she had experienced over the past several weeks, she supposed it wasn't outside the realm of possibility now.
What she needed to figure out now was: did these werewolves have the ability to speak or think rationally while they were changed? Were they going to try to tear her apart in moon-driven-insanity and eat her as werewolves of stories often did?
Drew wasn't sure what to do or say, but she kept the bear-spray up and shakily said, "p-please s-stay back! I have bear spray and it will hurt very much if it gets on you!" Her fearful eyes darted around the group, making sure she could react if one of them made a move.
Though it was getting dark and she knew she aught to make camp, she didn't feel safe where she was, so she kept going. More unsettling was the fact that she soon heard another, closer howl. The woman shivered and sped up, now running though the woods in earnest.
When she broke through the treelike and the sight of the pack greeted her, she stopped in her tracks and shakily held up the bear spray. God in heaven, these wolves were enormous. They weren't just wolves though, she could plainly see. They were monsters, werewolves. It should have been impossible, but with what she had experienced over the past several weeks, she supposed it wasn't outside the realm of possibility now.
What she needed to figure out now was: did these werewolves have the ability to speak or think rationally while they were changed? Were they going to try to tear her apart in moon-driven-insanity and eat her as werewolves of stories often did?
Drew wasn't sure what to do or say, but she kept the bear-spray up and shakily said, "p-please s-stay back! I have bear spray and it will hurt very much if it gets on you!" Her fearful eyes darted around the group, making sure she could react if one of them made a move.