AXEL POV
Once we were inside the woods we looked around, nothing out of the ordinary so far. Fayron kept going a little further to the left from where we were. I saw something sticking out from behind a tree. A ragged pants leg and a worn tennis shoe attached to a leg.
We rounded the tree and as our group stopped we saw a sleeping man who looked to be in his 30s. One could never tell though really with werewolves. Our abilities, healing, and longevity had a man in his 60s looking like he was 40.
My father gestured at Fayron to wake him up. Fayron moved quickly and shook the man. He seemed disoriented at first, confused as to why he was awake. Then he looked at Fayron with a smile.
“If I’m in the way, I can go to the other end of -" he began. Then his eyes bugged out at the sight of
