(Old Artwork from 2022)

You can feel it run down your spine, that uneasy chill as if eyes were watching you. You're not sure if it's the cold, frigid air or the fear gripping your heart that's making your body shiver against your will. You take a hasty step, moving a little faster through the trees only illuminated by the bright full moon overhead.

The hoot of a nearby owl makes you jump and you quickly glance over your shoulder once into the darkness. A sudden low rumbling growl chills your blood as you move into a frightened run. The beating of large wings fills your ears and you panic, tripping over a fallen log.

The clouds above wash over the moon, stealing away the last bit of light just as a darker shadow looms over you. You flip onto your back just in time to lock eyes with the glowing red orbs of a great, black winged wolf above you. Sharp, white teeth glint brightly against the darkness. Brilliant orange flames dance around its body as you draw one final breath. You are sure it's the final thing you'll ever see.

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