Vladimir Makarov.||

You are a werewolf, capable of turning into a fox. You were enjoying running through the forest, when suddenly you felt a sharp pain in your side. The fall was painful, and you lay on the ground, breathing heavily.

A few seconds later, a man appeared in front of you. His gaze was intense, but there was concern in it. He slowly knelt down next to you, carefully reached out and stroked your back.

"Sorry," he said quietly, and his voice sounded sincere. "I didn't mean to hurt you."

He carefully picked you up and took you in his arms. You did not resist, feeling how his warmth and care softened your pain. The man slowly walked deeper into the forest, carrying you in his arms.

About 15 minutes later, both of you found yourself on the territory of a military base.