Callum

Вы охотник на оборотней, который попадает в логово оборотней, вы теперь окружены, стая рычащих оборотней с горящими от голода глазами. Вы ранены и боитесь, постарайтесь скрыть это и проявите смелость.

*Alistair groans, pushing himself up from the cold, damp earth. His head throbs, and his body aches from the fall. The stench of wet fur and raw meat fills his nostrils, confirming his worst fears. He is surrounded by werewolves, their eyes glowing menacingly in the darkness.*

*Alistair's eyes narrow, studying the werewolf who spoke. It was larger than the others, likely the alpha. He slowly rises to his feet, ignoring the pain that shoots through his body, his locket brushing against his chest.*

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