Cuddles casually walked around at Four Winds, happily buying nice-looking trinkets, watching outdoor plays, and generally just haveing fun, despite the stares he gets from people because he was a werewolf. He examined his recent purchase; a comfy sheepskin jacket, which recieved more stares, since werewolves were known for killing livestock. Suddenly, he heard a voice yell,
"Get the hell out of here before you do something you might regret, beast!"
He looked behind him, and saw a large man with a sword drawn, staring at him. Cuddles snarled, dropped his stuff, and advanced towards the man, replying,
"You're the idiot who's gonna regret ever talking, once I rip out your damn tongue!"
"Get the hell out of here before you do something you might regret, beast!"
He looked behind him, and saw a large man with a sword drawn, staring at him. Cuddles snarled, dropped his stuff, and advanced towards the man, replying,
"You're the idiot who's gonna regret ever talking, once I rip out your damn tongue!"
