King of Werewolves

Who is it

I bolted up from his nap. It happened again every time he got closer. A beautiful girl was hanging by one hand off a ledge. This time I was at most twenty inches away. Barely able to reach out to touch her hand. I was determined to find out who it was. (Thunk occurs in the background). I was up in a matter of seconds. Bursting through the tent. I ran outside to find the cause of the noise. I seen a cloaked figure running off. I followed the figure. I leapt last second and tackled the thief. As the thief flipped over to fight back. I realized it was the girl of his dreams. Both literally and figuratively. My grip eased off. The thief took advantage of the loose grip and took off.

"Ma'am there's a cli-", I was cut off by her falling. I rushed over and grabbed ahold of her hand. I pulled her up with all my might. Which isn't very good. Yes I had a muscular body but it was mostly my legs. It was enough to pull her up. Upon closer inspection I  noticed a nasty cut on her head. Before she had a chance to speak I picked her up and ran her back to camp. As soon as I got to camp I tended to her wounds. She fell asleep while I  was tending her. He couldn't help it she was beautiful. I found myself stroking her hair. Soon after I left.

*Araics point of view*  I seen smoke some where close. They were bound to have food. I headed in that direction. While searching the camp I knocked over a pot. I heard him sit  up a few seconds  before. I panicked and took off running. He was right behind me. He tackled me. The odd part of it was he seemed to think he recognized me. His grip eased up. I pushed him off and took off running. I heard him say something but I was kinda busy falling. I also hit my head. I felt something grab my hand and pull me up. Before I could speak he scooped me up and carried me back toward the camp. I closed my eyes a little bit in to my treatment. Not fully asleep but I could feel. He started stroking my hair. But I didn't complain it felt reassuring for some reason. I woke up and didn't see him in the tent. I stepped outside and seen him asleep in the grass. I sat down next to him. Which then turned into laying down beside him. I found myself inching closer to the heat of his body. Some how it turned into a weird cuddle. Again I didn't complain about it,it felt weirdly reassuring. He mumbled some along the lines of "if you wanted to cuddle you could've asked. A few moments I felt myself dozing off.