Daniel found an endearing companion in Shadow, thinking him as another lonely soul of the forest. But then, at night, Daniel started waking up to strange sounds. Low howls in the distance, the snap of twigs, the rustle of something too large to be a deer.
Shadow would stiffen, its ears twitching, golden eyes locked on the darkness beyond their small camp. Daniel tried to dismiss it at first, but an unease settled in his chest. He had taken one wolf from the wild—but he was beginning to wonder if something was trying to take it back.