Werewolf
It all started on the fatal day when a human bit him. Well, it was not a human in the fullest sense — it was a werewolf. Before that, he had only heard about this kind of creature from the wolves of other packs. And he had also sniffed their scent marks a couple of times. But this meeting became fateful, and he remembered it forever.
Previously, he was just a regular wolf, like all those who lived in the surrounding forests in abundance. He was born a blind pup in the den that had formerly served as the home of a badger. He began to see after two weeks. At first, he ate the chewed up food, then he started to gnaw the prey that was brought to him. He obeyed the elders. He grew mature. He ran with his pack. He howled at the moon. He courted a she-wolf. He hunted. He
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