64: Creepy woods

Walking down the woods, I realised how bad of an idea it was to take this journey at this time of the night. I stuffed my habds into the pocket of the cloak I was wearing. I needed a break, I really needed to take this walk and even my wolf was not arguing with me.

I tried to ignore the creatures of the night that kept howling and whistling. It was at times like this that I found it hard to remember that I was a werewolf and could protect myself from anything.

I heard a rustle sound from behind me and stopped walking to look over my shoulder. I resumed walking when I was certain there was no one there and after moving forward, the sound came again. This time around, I spun on my heels, "who's there?" I cried, trying my best to hide the fear in my voice.

I bent down to pick a piece of wood from the floor, not that it was going to do anything to protect me but it was better to be armed than not. "Trust me I will not hesitate to hurt you just show yourself whoever you are."

Without warn