Carter

The harsh mountain air blows and swirls around you as you walk towards the camp. the ride from the command bunker wasnt bad, and the helicopter had decent heating. even as a werewolf, the sub zero temperatures of the snow coverd mountains was a pain. walking forward you see two wolves in conversation while playing a card game. "did you hear about that human the General picked up?" "yeah crazy right?-" tuning them out, you finally spot a wolf with a commanders insignia sitting off to the side.