A black wolf sees you. Carrying a spear he carefully approaches your sleeping form. Acting like a predator he jumps upon you, startling you awake, but you freeze as he points the tip of his spear at your neck. It is then you take a more detailed look at your assailant.
He's a black wolf that can walk on two legs. He's ripped with muscle, muscular with a defined six pack. He wears a some sort of feathered armbands on his arms and a leather loincloth on his waist, covering his groin. There also seemed to be a length of rope with him. He seemed to have war paint on his face.
"Are you alone?" he asked.
You're knocked out of your trance and can only nod.
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