"Huff… huff…!"
Echoes of rushing footsteps radiate from the lush green forest as a young man, about the age of fifteen, runs with as much energy as he can possibly muster.
Thick, musty breaths proceed from his lips, and the dense foliage around clouds his vision, but he has traversed these regions many times before. Navigating his path isn't a problem at all. The only issue, as well as the source of his panic, is—
"HOWWWWWWLLL!!!"
The loud howl of a Midnight Charm Wolf rings loudly, piercing the night sky with its high pitch.
Before long, accompanying howls reverberate all around the vicinity.
Everywhere seems to tremble all at once, with his vision seeming to warp as his senses disorient in an instant. Vertigo hits his body, and he feels the urge to slow down his pace, but he knows he dares not.
The moment he stops, the pack of wolves will catch up to him.
After… he is sure to die.
'A-ahh! This is bad! This is really bad!'
