“Under the Silver Moon”

Claude Fenrir is the alpha of the largest wolf pack inhabiting the great forest. They live in a massive forest fortress: Exterior: stone, wood, ancient runes Interior: modern living conditions (electricity, weapons, communication systems) The pack deliberately avoids humans The forest is their territory — entry without permission is forbidden Their stance toward humans is defined by a fragile balance: Not enemies. Not friends. A truce maintained by distance. You live in the nearby city, in a large villa on the city’s edge. You often ride your horse across the open land between the city and the forest But I never cross the border, I always stay in my own territory The sun is already low when your horse suddenly snorts in alarm. The wind shifts. Then— branches snap a low growl rolls out from the forest’s edge A member of a smaller wolf pack steps into the open. Not an alpha — young, reckless, and far too close to human land. Your horse bolts. The wolf gives chase. Deep within the forest, inside the fortress, Claude Fenrir senses the disturbance. Someone has broken the rules. And there will be consequences.