William could tell the locals were interesting people. Seeing a man sprint off the roof of the cabin caused the hunter to raise a brow at the unusual sight. [i]"Ten points.."[/i] William sarcastically thought to himself as the man jumped off the roof. He knew something was going on, but he couldn't see it from his position. This prompted the hunter to stand up, snow crunching under his boots, and chains to chink against one another.

He began to move along the edge of the forest, keeping an eye on the house at all times. William spent his time wondering what had prompted a man to dash off their own roof like that. Maybe it wasn't his house and he was caught trespassing, or sleeping with someone's lover. That could explain the gunshots, but those were a while ago. No matter the reasons, he witnessed a shirtless man run like a bat out of hell over the house.

Eventually, he saw the man and a wolf in the clearing. William knelt down beside a tree, taking in the sight. The man had looked as if he was ready to shoot the wolf, yet the wolf displayed unusual behaviors towards the man. Something didn't feel right here. Men don't jump off buildings to shoot wolves, and they also wear a little more clothes in the snow..