To most people, the noise in the forest was just that; noise. And while it seemed strange that there was so much commotion going on through the trees, most people wouldn't assume anything was going wrong.

But a certain fae, who just happened to be walking along the road by the woods, could hear the all the excitement for what it really was - cries of distress.

And she knew it was dangerous at night, especially for someone traveling alone as she was. But she couldn't just pass by, knowing that someone or something might be hurt. So pulling her cloak closer to her, she diverted away from the road and headed into the woods.

It's a little hard to make out what the animals were saying, especially with all of them talking at once the way they were. But she follows the direction most of them seem to be coming from, running until she comes across the injured werewolf lying on the ground.

With a soft gasp she crouches beside him, doing her best to see through the darkness as she tries to check on him.