David slowly set his backpack down on the soft snow, there was a soft crunch as the snow compacted underneath its weight. He slowly removed all his clothes, folded them,and stuffed them in the bag. When his clothes were neatly put away he stood up feeling the sharp bite of the freezing air blowing against his naked figure. If someone had been watching him they would have seen a man at five feet and two inches with long black hair suddenly shift into an almost pure white wolf. As a wolf David stood on all four legs at five feet tall with a small patch of black fur running from between his eyes down too his nose.<br/><br/>David stretched his front legs out in front of him until his chest was touching the snow then keeping his back legs where they were and pulled himself forward. Stretching felt wonderful as he lifted his head to sniff the cool air. The scent of trees and snow were abundant in the air with faint traces of blood. His ears pricked up when he smelled a rabbit, finally something he fresh he could eat, he was tired of eating canned beans that tasted like metal. He crouched low to the ground and crept forward slowly he could feel and hear the soft snow compressing under his pads as he made his way closer to his prey. David could hear his blood pumping in his ears as he got ready to pounce. The rabbit stood up suddenly and looked him straight in the eyes then took off in the opposite direction. David wasted no time in chasing after it no longer caring about stealth, only about speed and traction. The rabbit wove through the trees trying to escape but David kept hot on its trail steadily gaining on it. The rabbit tried to throw him off its trail by making a sharp turn, but instead of trying to make the turn at full speed on the slippery ice David leapt at a tree and used it to change the direction of his momentum. Using the tree as a jumping point David managed to leap on the rabbit biting down on its neck and shaking it. He heard a sharp crack as he broke the rabbits neck and fresh warm blood seeped into his mouth.<br/><br/>With his fresh kill David trotted back happily to his things. David stopped when he got to his bag and put the lifeless rabbit next to his bag. He felt the chill of the air again as he changed back into his human form shivering slightly. He felt better once he was fully clothed in his black cargo pants, Brown t-shirt, black leather trench coat, form fitting gloves, and combat boots. His clothing trapped his body heat against him warming up his chilled skin. He grabbed the knife from his belt and started the long process of gutting and cleaning the dead rabbit. He slid the knife trough the rabbit cutting off its feet and head. He grasped the rabbits flesh and cut along the fur careful not to cut into the meat. He grabbed either side of the pelt he had cut and peeled it off of the rabbit. He then cut open the rabbits stomach and reached inside.<br/><br/>A loud sorrowful howl echoed through the woods automatically grabbing Davids attention. That was a werewolf. David quickly pulled out the innards of the rabbit and left it for the scavengers to eat. Making sure to tie the rabbit tightly to his pack David ran off in the direction of the howl he had heard. Finally more of my kind he thought letting out his own howl of elation.<br/><br/>He ran fast and hard before he came to a river and raised his head to sniff the air, the sound of the rushing water made it hard to hear if there was anything near by. He could smell the werewolf. David hastened his run to a full out sprint as he found his way to a small clearing next to the river. The first thing he noticed was a white werewolf unconscious on the ground next to the river. David was happy to see its chest rise and fall in the rhythmic patterns of sleep. Good he is still alive. David looked around and found a dead bear lying farther away it looked untouched. Why had the werewolf killed the bear and then not eaten any of it.<br/><br/>Deciding to let him sleep David went about gathering what dry sticks and twigs he could find. Once he had a serviceable pile he pulled out some tinder and a box of matches. stuffing the tinder under the pile of sticks he struck one of the matches against the side of the box. The match instantly came to life with a crack, he quickly put the match on the tinder and blew on it encouraging the fire to grow. After awhile the fire was strong and greedily licking the sticks he piled on to it. He grabbed one stick he had sharpened and skewered the rabbit with it and stuck the other end into the ground at an angle so the rabbit would be close enough to the fire to get cooked.