Running Water Fire Log Bear Wolf slipped between the large elm trees, advancing tentitavely towards the warm glow of fire. Peeking out from behind a tree he looked into the clearing.
The two white men moved lethargically, setting up a warn old tent. Wolf licked his chops and settled down in the shrubbery. He would strike when they fell into the Dreamworld.
When the night was at its darkest, Wolf crawled on his stomach towards the tent, careful not to make a noise. Slowly poking his head into the tent opening, Wolf blinked, then blinked again.
The men in the tent seemed to be laying on each other… naked… Wolf gulped in disbelief. What kind of demon evil was this? Were the Forest Gods angry?
The men moved closer together holding each other tightly. Too tightly to just be trying to stay warm.
“EVIL!! Wolf yelled, unsheathing his dagger and diving in to destroy the two men. After successfully killing both men he left, choosing not to eat the surely tainted hearts.