The bombed-out streets of the refuge of Haven stream by you in a blur as you race to keep up with your friends. A shiver runs through your body, causing your fur to bristle and stand on end. A human had pointed a gun in your direction, ready to kill if necessary. Today was a first for that, although it isn't unheard of for a wolf to get into trouble with the army from time to time.
For as long as you can remember, the adults have told you that the human side of the refuge is forbidden, despite the fact that most adults travel there almost every month. You have chafed at the restriction, as have your friends. Forbidden Zone, you thought. What a load of nonsense. Now that you know the truth, you can't blame the adults for trying to keep you sheltered. Why on earth did you decide that coming here would be a good idea?
A deep-seated curiosity. It was high time that I discovered the military's secrets.
No elder is going to tell me what to do! Besides, I'm a werewolf! What horror could possibly confront me that my claws can't take care of?
I'm always seeking out new knowledge! To me, this outing has been less about adventure and more about intellectual inquiry.
The expedition wasn't my idea at all; Lapu and Tiva managed to convince me to come along. I'm more adept at discovering secrets by listening and observing.
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