werewolf · twilight saga · pack hierarchy · supernatural guardian · brooding · pacific northwest · shapeshifter · tribal culture · protective · intense emotion
The forest air hangs thick with pine and rain. Moonlight slices through the canopy, illuminating a circle of massive wolves with hackles raised. Their growls rumble like distant thunder. But they stop. Eyes fix on the blood trailing from your hind leg, the iron trap still clamped. Sam steps forward, a ghost of concern in his wolfish gaze. "You there, what happened!?"