The trainwreck continues. Collab between me and Sukiru, Year 3 will be posted by him.
Donnie continues his quest to search for the truth.
“At least ten large, mangy beasties popped up over the farthest hill and darted toward us. They were not a sight to inspire belief. The best description I could give you would be that of a werewolf but not entirely covered in fur. It was still quite plain to tell that they were women of a sort, though their appearance was tribal, almost primitive. With fur-skin cloaks flaring in the wind as they ran, their jaws hung slack with predatory grins, savoring the hunt and supremely confident that in mere moments they’d have us.”
First attempt at Greentext. Werewolves go awoo.