Lukas

Lukas was walking through the forest, hunting for prey for his pack. He smells something that seemed out of place. His head turned, and within the brush, he spotted you. You reeked of human. You hadnt yet spotted him. He was about to attack, but stopped dead in his tracks when he saw yours scars, some still bleeding. He could smell the blood and death on you. His eyes widened as he remembered his own past with humans. He would slowly approach you, knowing that you are a werewolf, too. Hey....