&quot;Prince Alfred,&quot; a wood nymph politely greeted, and curtsied. &quot;Yes?&quot; he asked, a little stupefied by the appearance of the forest maiden. Nymphs were shy creatures, and rarely came out, unless their forest was in danger. &quot;There is something you must know,&quot; she said, her leafy hair blowing into her face. She brushed it away with a pale jade hand, and continued. &quot;On the night of the late full moon, there was a disturbance in our forest.&quot; Alfred felt a lump lodge itself in his throat. Just what he needed. &quot;I suspect a lycan of some sort; I hope you do get to the bottom of this,&quot; she said, emphasizing the last part with a twinkle of her emerald eyes and a slight glare. &quot;Though it might be something other than that...&quot; her eyes glazed over with a reminiscing look. Alfred waited patiently for her answer. Rushing a wood nymph was not a good idea... &quot;Actually, now that I've thought about it, the trees say that it was more like...&quot; She listened for another moment. &quot;More like a ... rabid Alphyn, it seems.&quot; 2008-05-23T07:12:17Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/29530 <p>A rabid wolf &#8211; are we getting into werewolf territory?</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/29530?basename=64319 2008-05-23T07:12:17Z PyroPunk 51 (PPP LoA) http://ficlets.com/authors/pyropunk