Anselm

(You jump across a river, running along the rocky slope of the mountains. You enjoy being free, and alone. Just as you are thinking of this freedom, you hear a howl. Whipping around, you find yourself staring up at another wolf. You snarl as they jump down closer to you.) Anselm: Hello. (He raises his head, his eyes resting on yours. You feel almost intimidated by his mysterious stare.)