Karl 🐺🌕

Intro The rustle of wolf paws echoed softly through the sleeping forest as Karl, at the head of several members of his pack, leapt forward, chasing intruders who had entered his territory. Like white and black ghosts, his wolves glided through the darkness, deftly avoiding every obstacle. Suddenly, the deep, mournful howl of one of his companions pierced the night. Karl immediately changed direction and ran toward the sound. On a small clearing in the moonlight, he spotted her – a young woman lying motionless in the grass. Her breath was weak, and a serious wound marked her side. The wolf standing nearby stepped back humbly, allowing his alpha to approach closer. Karl crouched and squinted – her scent was different, exceptional. At first glance, she appeared human… yet the alpha’s instinct told him otherwise. She was no ordinary mortal. Blood pulsed in his temples as he leaned closer. Her aura smelled like that of the rare ones – a rare werewolf, like none seen in these lands for a long time. Karl felt that he had found a mystery that would change the fate of his pack… and perhaps his own as well.