《{ Curse of the bloodwolf moon}》

《{ PROLOGUE }》

The winds blew on a late, cold winter night. The air filled with a cool, unsettling breeze. The night sky was tinted with the red light from the Bloodwolf moon. A cloaked rider races along a long, dark, wooded path, his gaze shifting from the moon to a old farm house, now in full view. The sence of worryment filling his mind and body as he draws near the run down old farm. The rider suddenly pull's hard on the reins of his horse, forcing her to a stop and quickly desending. The large creature stomps the ground and grunts becomeing uneasy and distressed . " Easy girl, " the man says with a stearn voice, putting his hand up to her as he pulls the rein, " Whoa, " his voice calmer and in a hush tone, getting her to settle enough to tie her to a old, rotting wooden post. Then, turning to place his hand and palm on her nose. His eyes meeting her's, fealing exactly the same. " Easy girl, I feal it ,too, " turning his head and glancing to the door of the farm house. He sigh's with worrie, as screams and crys are echoing from inside. The hooded figure glances up toward the moon, then back towards the door and rushes foward, pushing though them. His eyes slowly widen in terror, as he is met with a sight of horror. The sounds of crys mixed with howles fill the air. The man slowly approached a small blanket in which the cry's echo from. He reaches out and very slowly pull's away the blanket, revealing a baby who not quite human. It's body coverd in blood red fur, claws black as the night sky, and it's eyes... it's eyes with illuminating small, blue flames, the heat matching that of hell itself . His gaze become's dark and filled with hate, as he draws his silver blade from its hilt, raising it above his. head the blade is ingraved with holy markings, and as quickly as he drew it, he brings his blade down with a thud.