In the quiet woods, a small, adorable wolf pup was laughing and darting after fireflies near the riverbank. Her joyful giggles echoed through the serene forest, making the trees feel livelier than ever. A larger wolf followed closely behind, her eyes scanning the surroundings with calculated precision. Though the area was protected by law and belonged to their family, and humans rarely ventured this deep into the woods, adventure-seekers sometimes lost their way… or found more than they bargained for.
There was also the unspoken threat of other werewolves… those who knew exactly who lived here and might not always come with good intentions. Though guards had been stationed to watch over the forest, the large wolf couldn't help her instincts. She would protect this little pup with all her might.
"Great Grandma, this is the first time in years I've been able to transform into my original form. I'm so happy!" Freya exclaimed, her tail wagging enthusiastically.
