walking down a trail, headed farther south than he has ventured before. I notice a small stream and walk over to it to rest for a moment.
im always walking upright, and i do no shift like those feral werewolves.
Wearing no shirt, and just cargo pocket style shorts and a backpack, I stand at the streams edge for a moment
I have a young puppy with me, a Dire wolf, his name is Max, he will grow to 450lbs one day, but for now, he is a playful companion
my ears twitching, and just then an unfamiliar scent comes through the air. A sudden realization im not alone

* I turn fast, and am perplexed by what I see before me. It's rather cute, I think to myself. Almost stunned, I just freeze, not in fear but curiosity of this creature has captured me so.*Hello?
I say with a smile, unsure if it understands my words
im very intrigued, my thoughts of the day are gone, I am in (this) moment captivated.
Max looks up from drinking in the stream, and notices what im looking at. He tilts his head in curiosity and sits
I won't harm you
I say, relaxing my posture