"Get him!" Angry shouts sound behind me as I race through the night, howls from those who shifted into wolf form hot on my trail. But tonight is a successful night of looting. My legs carry me past houses, the window curtains opening as wolves peek out to see what the commotion was about. It's just a normal night of looting, as usual. Soon, the safety of the trees comes into view, and the notion that I will be back into neutral territory brings sweet relief. Lately, the Blood Moon Pack has been laying traps for me, and many have become faster, but none could keep up with my speed, both in human and wolf form. No one in this pack is my match, and it sucks not having a challenge to face as you can only grow stronger in the face of danger or a challenging situation, and that is what I need
