So much darkness...

Night had fallen over Wildgrowth Forest. The cool of the eve settling over the trees. The forests' inhabitants were growing quieter. Some going to sleep beneath the curled and cracked trunks of the ancient giants that stood watch over the black of night. A lone shadow moved with the swiftness of a creature on a mission. Golden-red eyes watching.

Waiting.

Hunting.

It stopped to stare at the moon which glinted off its silken fur. Razor-sharp fangs reflected the light of the cold orb that hung low in the sky. Its ears twitched towards a sound deeper in the woods. Claws extended and it bolted across the flat ground on all fours. Snarling as it chased its prey. Poor lone human. Who knew why this young male was so far from home? Perhaps he was an orphan. The hunter didn't care. He hadn't fed in a good two days. Food was getting scarce in the deeper recesses of the forest. He continued on his chase of the young male.

You have no chance.

Before his change. he would have perhaps found this pitiful. Maybe even taken pity on the little thing. But Raca felt no remorse. This was merely the hunt. The death would be swift. Painless, perhaps. Depending on how much the human put up a fight. The wolf smirked. Still a trace of his previous life. Before, everything had been different. Not now. Not with this... disease as some liked to call it. Lycanthropy was no disease. It was a new lease on life. It gave him so much strength. So what if he had to sacrifice his previous life for it. So what if he had to do things people deemed immoral and downright disgusting. What could this one do to defend itself? Nothing. Absolutely nothing and it was glorious. He even slowed down to let the boy run faster and tire himself out. The tracks showed that he was slowing down. Tripping over his own feet, panting. He could hear the breath almost or was it his mind playing tricks.

Then he pounced. Slamming his prey against the ground, digging his claws into the fresh kill. Painless as he broke its neck and began to feed. He threw up his head and howled long at the moon.

Having eaten my bread, I have traveled two days on foot towards the forrest. I am eager to try my new bow. It is of high qaulity wood. The bow strength is not the usual 75lb / 25lb pull / push. This bow is more like 150lb / 50lb. This bow was custom made for very strong archers. The arrow heads are made of wrought iron. No doubt, this bow was made for hunting very large game.

My eye catches the site of some flint on the ground. I pick them up and put them in my pocket. They will come in handy for making a fire. I see signs of deer tracks. I spot my prey. twenty yards away. I line my shaft, and sight my target. The arrrow flies straight. The deer is hit in the side. Frantic, the deer bolts into the forrest. I missed his heart otherwise he would of dropped dead in seconds. I chase after the deer deeper into the woods.

It was a good hunt. I now sit by a warm fire. My upper body is wrapped in deer skin. It is now night. I reach over the fire pit, and tear a leg of deer meat from the spit I made from tree limbs. I am rewarded for my afternoon's efforts with the savory taste of pit cooked deer meet. I had spent several hours cleaning the deer, building the pit, and cooking the meat. Not a moment too soon had passed for I had grown hungry.

I hear a owl in the trees. I imagine the owl sitting on my wrist. Almost as if by magic, the owl flies from the tree adjacent to me, and lands on my shoulder. It was as if the deer had read my mind. I began to feed the owl some deer meat. I concentrate my thought on the owl leaving and going back to the trees. The owl reads my mind and does it.

Sholtly after the owl leaves, I here the growlings of a large grizzly bear. The bear aproaches me. I telepathiclly motion for the bear to sit, and I will feed him. The bear obeys. I begin petting the bear. He eventually goes to sleep.

"So," I say to mysely, "I don't know who I am, or where I come from, but I small degree of telepathic abillity." I make a decision to ride the bear into town tomorrow. I will take the bear with me as added protection. I slowly drift to sleep.