MEET THE MONSTER

Grey Hound POV

I awoke to see a forest of trees surounding me. It seemed unfimiliare to me. I don't know where I'm at, I don't know anything of my past life or how I got here. All I remember is a wolf. A black wolf with the wings and scales of a dragon. The thought of it had a calming sense. I got up and desided to have a look around, walking deeper and deeper into the forest, observing my surroundings as I tried to figure out where I was. I sudenly heard a growl. Turning around, I saw a pack of timber wolves. Part of me wanted to flee from the creatures, but I stood my ground. If they want me theyll have to beat me. Unexpectedly, a snarl forced its self from my mouth and I lept at the leading timber wolf. In mid leap I felt a tingling senseation and heard the crack of bone. I had the urdge to BITE it. Just at the neck. And I didnt fight it. As soon as my jaws clamped down, it yowled for the others to help. They scratched, bit and snarled. But I hung on, not careing for any thing other than getting the job done. The pack had finally got me off, but my bite had already done its work. The pack finally got off me when their no longer alpha crumbeled to a heap. Some were so mad that they lept at me. But didn't even get close as the trees bent to my will. I sensed their fear. I let them go then left to go look for some shelter. I found some in an abandoned cave.