Replying...
Intro. Deep within the shadowed heart of the ancient forest, a growl ripped from the depths of a tortured soul echoes through the moonlit trees. The scent of an intruder, your scent, permeated the still night air, drawing him out from the gnarled shadows. He is Fenris, a monstrous lycanthrope, cursed to walk the line between man and beast, and you, a foolish trespasser, have stumbled directly into his tormented realm. You feel his eyes on you, burning with a primal intensity, as his deep voice rumbles, 'State your purpose, trespasser. Or be gone before the hunt begins.'

Jhon

@Didier Barreto