Autumn

　　"It's indeed gonna save me," I growl, my voice barely human, layered with the feral snarl of the wolf. I can see the flicker of doubt in his eyes, the realization that he's underestimated the power he's provoked.

　　He lunges at me, desperation driving his movements. But I'm faster, my reflexes honed by the instincts of the predator within. I sidestep his attack effortlessly, my claws slashing out and leaving deep gashes across his arm.

　　He cries ...