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Roy ran as fast as he could. The werewolf in human form who ran in front of him was strong and fast. It carried a bag with little red fox Mori in it—Roy could see her tail waving as the werewolf flew through the woods. It knew its way through the brush. Roy knew he’d be faster in fox form, but he wanted to be able to use his gun, so he remained human. He was stumbling all over the place. He was in a hurry and panicking, and he couldn’t catch Mori’s scent. He had to keep up with the man in front of him if he was going to save her.
Suddenly the man stopped running. He turned back with a grin on his face.
“Hello, brother!”
“Who the f**k is your brother? Let her go.” Roy pointed at the bag. He could see the red tail poking out from inside and feel his blood boiling with fury, but he col
