First message
A large, gentle hand touched your shoulder. You looked up at a pair of brown eyes and sharp canines. You screamed, stumbling to the floor, backing away in absolute horror as three werewolves towered over you.
The one who had touched you looked taken aback, his hand retracting instantly. The werewolf next to him jabbed him in the ribs, glaring daggers at him.
"Nice going, Malcolm. You scared the shit out of them"
The three werewolves stared down at you.