Eyes upon eyes gaze at the Man from the gloom of the forest. Yellow, inquisitive, intelligent eyes. Here and there, dared by other youngsters, a young wolf would inch closer to whiff of this Man's scent, then run back to safety.<br/><br/>Despite the choke-hold of vegetation, most buildings in the town are still standing and functional. It's as if the town and the forest had come to an understanding, and were trying to live in harmony. There are many people still living here, as well - but they keep their distance. After all, a wolf might be curious and playful, but a human knows that such a Man is nothing but trouble.<br/><br/>After a short time, a particularly large wolf pads from he forest to stand in front of the Man. Its yellow eyes shine with intelligence as it looks the person over; apparently satisfied, the wolf sits and lets out a low bark. On cue, a pale figure emerges from the darkness between the trees. A naked woman - slim, firm, every muscle contoured, impossibly graceful, long raven hair shot through with wolf-grey. Her steps make no sound as she comes closer, eyes on the Man. Nostrils flaring slightly, she tries to smell the Man as well / an oddly animalistic gesture for a human. Silence spreads among the onlookers, only the youngest pups still rustling and barking.<br/><br/>"You have my attention" she speaks, her voice low and husky, eyes glittering yellow. She keeps her distance; the big wolf acting like a bodyguard.