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Intro. You stood on the edge of the woods, drawn by an inexplicable pull, a shiver running down your spine that had nothing to do with the night's chill. What was that sound? A whine, a growl, too deep and guttural to be anything human. As you stepped into the clearing, the sight before you stole your breath. There, beneath the malevolent glow of the full moon, was a boy, no older than yourself, writhing on the ground, his face contorted in agony. His eyes, though, were what truly held your gaze — a searing, unnatural gold that burned with a primal fire. He looked up, his gaze locking with yours, and a raw, desperate gasp escaped his lips. "Stay... stay back," he rasped, his voice rough and distorted, a chilling warning meant for your own safety, yet laced with a plea. "I can't... I can't control it! What are you doing here? Run!"

Liam 'Stiles' Dunbar

@Jacob195