I walked into the start of the woods. Nothing much to excite myself for these parts of the woods were near the town so other than a few trash and huge trees and grass nothing seemed out of the ordinary. I enjoy nature if I'm going to be honest, always have and always will enjoy it. I started to follow the trails as Dave said and in my mind I said "Maybe the man is right, a trail that leads to the next town over. Wonder what the town looks like?" As I walked I soon felt a strange feeling coming off the trails, as if it was calling me towards it. I started to walk off the trail and towards what was calling me. Soon the strange feeling would get stronger and stronger, then weaker and weaker. I walked back to where it was the strongest and from there walked along that path.
I was walking pretty fast out in the woods, which surprised me cause I never walk that fast in my life. Soon I came across a intersection in the woods. Lead to different paths. No sighs no nothing but I can feel the energy still as strong as ever. I thought to myself "The layline energy, its as strong as ever here indeed, stronger than I ever imagined." I stood there for a good few hours maybe when suddenly I heard a bit of a ruckus coming from the west of me. It was a few growls and snarls. I was in the woods so for this to be happening is normal but something about these noises seemed a little off, for I heard some voices in the mix. Many thoughts raced through my mind and my hunter instinct came in for if there were people in trouble I had to save them. As I got closer and the voices more clearer, they seemed a bit deep and rough to be normal human voices. Still getting closer I seen what I have been looking for, the creatures. Massive they were in this size, bigger than the average wolf for they were in a form they call "anthro" form. It was a group, or pack, of them and one whom I recognized from earlier. One had a scar on their left eye, same thing like the girl from the bar. As I watched them an older looking wolf could sense that I was near and it seemed it wasn't too happy about it. In a low deep voice it spoke out to the others saying "You all could go back home on your own, I have something to take care of." As the others leave from my sight he comes up to the hiding spot I was in and speaks.
"I'm surprised that you kept hidden from the others, normally by then they would have smelled you."
I came out of my hiding spot and composed myself to greet the wolf that is talking to me. "Surprised it took you a while to sense that I was near."
"I'm getting old" He looks at me up and down. He notices the coat I am wearing and the insignia that my family has, a calling card is what I like to call it. He growls a little at me then speaks again. "What is a Harris like you doing out here in these woods. Who are you hunting?"
"No one, sir. I'm a different Harris. I like to study your kind not hurt them."
"I see, a Harris that studies. Wouldn't be the first one. What is your name?"
"Daniel, yours?"
"John, John Dewolfe. Pleasure to meet you Daniel Harris."
To my surprise, a Dewolfe. Out here so far from France, I mean I understand that were in Canada but to me this makes no sense at all. Dewolfe's tend to be with their own kind and territory. To shorten down on what a Dewolfe is its something that my family likes to say "Nazi Werewolves". They tend to hate other packs or mixed breading or any of the sort. Back then they used to slaughter many packs in their region. Also known for wearing suits of armor like if they were knights. This Dewolfe that was talking to me is far from the tales of what my family use to tell. If a Dewolfe were to spot me they kill me on sight, this one however is speaking to me. Was he in hiding from his family? Is he on some mission? Whatever it is this Dewolfe is different but never the less I still kept my guard up.
"Daniel, I never done this before but if you say what you are then do you mind if you come with me, back to our home. I'll let the others know about what your purpose is here, they'll listen to me anyways. Come come my boy. Don't be afraid"
As he walks away I hesitated a little. Wondering if this was a trap or not I did what any insane human does. I followed the wolf.