So this was the place called downtown? Unusual with scents left unsmelled in the wild. He wondered about where his daughter Sianova was. He was almost worried sick, but he had been informed she was still safe, living home at the Eskers.

It didn't seem right to have a pure timber wolf in a place where humans frolic in their own backgrounds, but until he found his daughter, he would kill humans. It was fun with the wild game, hunting them down, but he wanted a different source... The source that walked on two legs. This, was the day and time.

Fussy art teacher, Mr Koeglenberg, marched proudly down the street after having won the competition for "best hamster portrait" of the month. His three massive and powerful rottweiler, wolf cross breeds padded aggressivly beside him.

Nanook spotted the three vicious hybrids and the sissy thing of a human. The enchantress's gaze then fell on another wolf. Maybe if they could team up, the two of them could bring the four strangers down. Body to the ground, Nanook crawled up to the other, though with no sign of dominance was in her moves; head low, tail tucked in, ears back.