It was a very bright sunny day I was walking down the path that led from my Shack down to the hub. I had never had a taste for booze but I was just going because today they were hosting a hunt for the swindlton night beast. I had realized it was a lone wolf from my fathers pack. The few who weren't loyal would leave to hunt for human meat because my father said they can only hunt elk and trolls...I dont understand why they would want trolls...I mean I was a Demon wolf myself but trolls? People would say that I look weak but I assure them that I am indeed a lot stronger than I look. Anyways...As I walked to the bar I heard shouting.
They were arguing about who should go to hunt the beast. I walked in and tried to get there attention.
"Hello!" I yelled as loud as I could.
"The swindlton beast is a fellow member gone lone wolf of my fathers pack." I said hoping they wouldn't rally and try to hunt my fathers pack, mostly because they would all die. No one seemed to care tat he was from my fathers pack because everyone here had loved my father.

"But what are we going to do about it?" said an old lady that lives near me.

I thought for a moment.
"I propose that I myself go hunting for this beast." I looked around for objections...no one did.
"But I will need a Volunteer to go with me." I said and saw heads shake in agreement.
"So who shall it be?" I asked looking around the room for a volunteer.