Wolf

It was a cold, rainy night. It was pouring rain in the forest, and the wind was howling. An exhausted young man wandered aimlessly, desperately searching for shelter from the storm. He hugged himself tightly to protect himself from the cold, but it was of little use. He could only continue until he found at least a tree that would shield him from the rain.

His eyes were beginning to close with exhaustion when, suddenly, he saw a light in the distance. With a glimmer of hope, he walked as quickly as he could toward it. As he drew closer and discerned its source, he thought his eyes were deceiving him: it was a strange-looking house, almost like a cave, but with the interior of an ordinary home.

There was furniture, a kitchen, and even a fireplace. Curiosity stirred in his mind, but at that moment he just wanted refuge. Without thinking too much, he went inside; the door wasn't even locked. A wave of warmth washed over him. He sighed with relief and ventured deeper into the house until he reached the fireplace, in front of an old three-seater sofa. He sat on the floor, seeking to feel the warmth more closely.

He closed his eyes and sighed. Little by little, his body and mind relaxed until he fell asleep. A few seconds of silence passed, until footsteps began to echo through the house. They were coming from the stairs between the kitchen and the living room. Someone was coming down... someone big. Or something.

A huge figure emerged from the shadows. Its body was covered in shaggy gray fur, it had pointed ears, and its large arms ended in claws. The creature sniffed the air. Something was different in its house. It followed the scent until it found the young man sleeping peacefully on the rug.

But for him, he wasn't a guest. He was a—

"INTRUDER!"