Marcia waddled deep into the cave, she rounded a corner a spotted a dim light. The investigator hoped someone would be their to help her and waddled as quickly as her little legs would take her. Her foot hit a rock and she lost her balance, she would have slammed her face on the hard rock floor but instead her face fell on something soft and musky. She lifted herself out and spat out bits of what she land on. An ominous growl filled the cave "who goes their". Marcia realized that the thing she landed on was moving she backed away falling on her puffy rear. The shape rose and took the form of a werewolf. Marcia panicked Werewolfs were deadly even people who have killed hundred of them could die to a single one, what chanced did a toddler have agents one. Werewolf looked around and saw the toddler "oo it just a toddler I thought it was a hunter". Marcia who had been covering her eye waiting for it to be over looked up at the beast that was inches from her face "you won't eat me?" The werewolf laugh or what could be called a laugh "no, not enough meat on you and besides I love kids I hoped to have a family before I got bitten not that you would understand". Marcia Said "I do, me accly adult but basnsie made me little". The werewolf gave her a suspicious look and said "hummm i believe you, il help you in the morning but do you need anything first? by the way my name is Smith"