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</span></span>​</div><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Most of the time they knew better. Most of the time circumstances weren't suitable, and they ignored the occasional human groups traveling through the big reserve. Sometimes they scared them a little bit, so that they didn't get so comfortable and encroach too much. Lofgren's pack was old fashioned; preferred to keep themselves separated from human cities. They were the superior race. Occasionally though, it was good to remind people what could happen if you stepped too far into the wild.<br/>
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It started as a game. Lofgren following the trail of a human, keeping his distance. It was surprising to him that he was alone. That made him either stupid or brave. Presumptuous, certainly. He kept after him for a while, to make sure, planning on sending him running off, spooked with a tale to tell like he had before. Only as he started to really hunt him, his predatory nature began to take over and other thoughts started to form in his mind. It was easy to give over to that primal side of himself. Out there, left alone, so far away from most human encounters it was easy to imagine the way that packs used to be. They should never have had reason to fear humans, but with their numbers, they had to be careful. They couldn't make themselves known, but once Lofgren got it in his head, he had no intention of letting this lone human leave the preserve at all.<br/>
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As a man, Lofgren was imposing, built tall and broad, with a thick beard and dark hair. As a wolf, he was like a creature straight out of a nightmare. Quadrupedal, but with a large shoulder, sloping back, and low set neck. Structurally much different from a standard gray wolf. Much larger, more muscular, and a great deal more dexterous. They were mentally capable of understand in either form, it was just that Lofgren was choosing not to maintain control. In the dense forest, it was easy to give over to his predatory nature. Like he would hunt a deer, he hunted this human in his wolf form. Likely, the human was oblivious for quite a bit of the time, or at least until Lofgren started to push into his space, uncaring if his subject became a little bit frightened. As large as he was, he wasn't silent moving through the dense trees. With a human's poor vision, he did know how to stay out of sight however.<br/>
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When he'd encouraged a response from the human it immediately triggered his desire for the chase. When he decided he wanted to close the distance between them, he didn't worry about being seen. He had no intention of letting this human go, so it didn't matter if he laid eyes on something monstrous in that forest. If a search party ever found the body, most likely they'd simply wave it off as an animal attack and warn people to keep their distance. Not venture too far into the woods alone, without the right sort of skill and precautions. It wasn't the first time Lofgren had killed someone. It was the first time though that he'd had the idea to bring him home with him. To toy with him a little bit beforehand. It was spring, and food was plentiful and the pack had access energy to burn. Lofgren was bored, looking for other forms of stimulation. Usually that sort of access energy manifested in foul tempers and skirmished amongst the pack, but perhaps there were other outlets. At least temporary ones in the form of non-threatening human males that were perhaps too pretty for their own good.<br/>
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A hunt often had an arousing effect on the body, a bloodlust of sorts, but this was different. The attraction was there, something he recognized as he'd been stalking the young man. It was what probably kept the human alive when Lofgren finally struck. The desire to claim rather than to tear into flesh. He still attacked, but only to grab, and to frighten. The end to a proper hunt. He certainly could have done worse, but humans were fragile things, their skin delicate. His fangs, even just meaning to hold, would still do damage and open up a deep wound along his shoulder. Lofgren didn't possess the skills of being gentle. Not as beast, probably not as man.<br/>
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When the human had lost consciousness, most likely from blood loss and shock, Lofgren had changed and carried him back to his cabin. Little more than a shack really. Dusty, hardly lived in. Lofgren had taken the time to wrap his shoulder. To make it look as if he wasn't the monster that had caught him in the woods, but rather his savior. At least initially. Lofgren enjoyed mind games almost as much as he enjoyed a good chase. He'd wait for him to come to, point to the rifle, and claim to have chased off whatever had attacked the young man. He'd laid him on the bed, and Lofgren sat on a stool watching the unmoving form. There was that same hunger from earlier. The human would learn the truth eventually. He wouldn't try to hide that from him very long, but at least when he woke he wouldn't try to run again. At least not if he thought there was some dangerous predator outside when really the most dangerous thing was Lofgren himself.<br/>
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The pack would be curious, and he'd meet them eventually too most likely. At least so long as he survived for any length of time. He didn't intend to keep the young man entirely to himself. Like himself, his pack too had their frustrations.<br/>
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Lofgren had dressed, wearing a worn out pair of jeans and a long sleeve shirt, looking the part of some reclusive mountain man. His presence probably would have been alarming if he hadn't just been attacked by some two hundred and something pound wolf straight out of a comic book. There was a pitcher of cool water waiting, Lofgren ready to pour a cup and to assure the young man he was safe. Something to give him a false sense of security so that he might start the game all over again, or introduce a new kind of horror entirely.<br/>
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Lofgren's pack<br/>
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