K heres the deal i have a disease that makes me spelling/grammer impiared so ignore any spelling mistakes :3 Also this story is a fiction so, well, u will see:

"Snap! I stopped and loked over to the left of our 5-man group up on an inbankment from the trail. The others took fighting postions to cover all possible attack angles. What i saw were bright almost glowing iciey blue eyes looking back at me, but for only a second then the werewolf was gone.
HHMMM winter wolf rare type of werewolf breed they were known for there seasonally changing fur coats; since it's winter the fur will most likly be white and going to make it hard for us to tract, I thought to myself.
'gone', I stated for my tence friends and pack master which all relaxed a noch,'the werewolf knows we're here, dosent like that we are here, and by the smell of it has barely started changing.'
'so we're dealing with a new-be who disent like us, and probably knows this forest better than we do', stated my brother Peter
'Most likely'I replied back
'Great, just great' mumbled peter to himself while Wayn are pack master chuckled softly at Peters remark"

This is all that i can give away but comment back if you have any questiones or advise-the piont of view is from a guys perspective named Prestan-ENJOY!!!