in an abandoned dungeon, a male teenage werewolf sits in a thick wooden crate, its body contorted into a twisted ball of fur. The fur is thick and clumpy, and the waswolf's eyes are wide and round. The scene is set in a desolate wasteland, with the sun just starting to rise in the distance. A group of abandoned crates and towering trees can be seen in the shadows, their leaves rustling in the wind. The waswolf's eyes are piercing and curious, and its long, white tail swishes back and forth as it seeks prey.