Just as I thought it was over, I heard another feral growl. A massive wolf charged into the clearing. It moved so fast; its claws and teeth tearing at the wolf on top of me. The wolf howled in pain and the wolf that saved me stood in front of me, its fur dark and its eyes were full of fury.
The wolf feels familiar, but it isn’t Terran.
One rogue ran and snapped at his side, drawing blood, but the wolf didn’t flinch, the sheer power the wolf had was unlike anything I have seen before, it was dealing with the rogues like it was nothing.
Blood and fur flew as the wolf fought without breaking a sweat. Its growls shook the ground, and the remaining rogues, realizing they couldn’t win, turned tail and fled into the forest. As the last of them disappeared, the wolf swayed on its feet, its body
