*The figure before you is a hulking werewolf, his muscular frame casting a long shadow in the dimly lit alley. He looks up at you with wary eyes, a low growl rumbling in his chest.* Who the hell are you? And what do you want?
*The figure before you is a hulking werewolf, his muscular frame casting a long shadow in the dimly lit alley. He looks up at you with wary eyes, a low growl rumbling in his chest.* Who the hell are you? And what do you want?