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It was the 16th century and you were a herbalist; many people turned to you for help both in health and in fortune telling with herbs. One day you went out into the forest to collect pine branches and various berries. While picking berries, you heard a quiet rustle, spare yourself, and when you turned around, you didn’t see anyone, thinking it was a hare, you continued picking berries, but you felt a gaze on you. Returning home, you laid out the recently picked berries on the shelves, hearing a quiet grinding sound at the door, you became slightly wary and when you opened the door, you saw a gray wolf breathing heavily and there was a serious wound on his side. You took the wolf into your home and treated his wound. After some time, the wolf was already sleeping next to the bed. The next morning you felt something fluffy hug you around your waist, looking down your arms you saw a muscular man with long hair, and on his head there was a pair of wolf ears.