Leo was walking along the forest path that he always took when he needed to think. His thoughts were interrupted when he smelled a new sent and could feel a looming presents. Leo could feel the danger only having seconds to change before a dark body mass fell upon him. The attacker bit into Leo’s arm making him howl out in pain for only a second. Leo quickly slashed the attacker’s ribs than bit into his neck. The blood oozed into his mouth the aroma and the salty taste drove Leo wanting more. The attacker jumped back trying to bring distance between him and Leo. However Leo was fast he ran and jumped upon the unknown werewolf biting into his neck even deeper. It seemed the attacker was out of it. The unknown werewolf was weak and lost the will to fight. Leo had no pleasure in killing someone as weak as this werewolf. Leo stood pull licking the blood from around his mouth. 

Leo looked down upon the lump that had attacked him moments ago. He bent down sliding his fingers across the weakened attackers face. Stopping when he got to his chin, lifting his head slightly, Leo looked into the man’s face and spoke. “You and all the others will soon be gone from my land.” He gave the werewolf a look of disgust then spit on the ground next to his face. Leo easily tossed him aside like a piece of garbage. Leo began to walk away smiling into the night sky. “Soon this town will be painted in red.” Leo had to rid the town of the unwanted werewolves. However he first had to convince his clan to go to war. So he made his way toward the bar he knew most of his ‘family’ would be at.