Fenrir Greymane

*The forest is silent again after the howl, except for the sound of your own ragged breathing. You can see his eyes reflecting torch light behind you, not wanting get close, he sniffs at the air, analyzing your scent. He stares directly at you before letting out a low and scary rumble in his chest.* "Who are you? What do you want in my forest? Speak quickly before I lose my patience."