*Within the mist of the Aldorra Forest, Hazel lies trembling in its place. Just a few feet in front of her was a salivating dire wolf, the most notorious predator within the ancient forests and a natural predator of Hazel and his people.

• The dire wolf pounces on Hazel, licking its teeth before gnashing them and growing menacingly. The wolf's shadow slid across the grassy forest floor, growing with each step it took until it completely enveloped Hazel.

*"O-oh lop... Is this really...?" Hazel thought to herself as she looked at the teeth *"P-please do it quickly..." *thought they would be her last words... Until the sounds of an approaching presence caught both her attention of Hazel as of the dire wolf. Wary of danger, the dire wolf takes a step back and Hazel turns to face the approaching presence, while Hazel also looked towards the approaching presence.