The mist rolled lazily between the houses as the light from the full moon reflected off the damp road. The picturesque village was as quite as it had been the countless night before. But lurking within the serenity was a predator the likes of which was not commonplace for such an idyllic setting. For moving slyly through the homes of the slumbering occupants was a large grey wolf. Its deep emerald like eyes sparkled as they reflected the light from the street lamps they passed under. It's shaggy well kept fur glistened with traped water vapour from the mist, until the wolf suddenly shook; dislodging it. Its ears scanned for the slightest sound as it trotted quickly up a road. The sound of its paws against the wet road seemed louder than they should due to the unearthly silence of the night.