Biting Wild: Lycans of Grayville

“After the death of my father I moved to a secluded Canadian town called Grayville. It has under 15,000 residence and a good vet school, so I could finish my last year of veterinarian courses. I was camping in the woods when a light brown wolf bit deep into my foot and drug me from my tent. I managed to knock the massive beast out, but now I have bigger problems to worry about.”