~Serena~

What hit me was a massive and strong wolf, it dragged me down, rolling us on the forest floor. The ground was rough and cold. Dirt, dried leaves, and dew soiled my clothes. I sank my fingers on the ground when I had the chance, kicking the wolf on its side, and suspended myself from rolling down. Hands and feet scraping the ground, I grunted as I glared at the wolf that attacked me, ready to shift and fight back.

I squinted when my vision became clear, the moonlight allowing me to see ...