A long time ago a 25 year old man named Arthur lived in a small cabin, in the middle of a big forest. He had no family, but he lived with a pack of grey wolves. Arthur raised the adult wolves when they were cubs and now the wolves had cubs of their own. The wolves liked Arthur and looked up to him as if he was their elder brother.
Arthur lived a happy life with the wolves, but one full moonlit night everything changed. Evil poachers were in the forest, hunting wolves for their fur. Arthur noticed this; he grabbed all the wolf cubs and told all the adult wolves to run and hide. Unfortunately the poachers succeeded of trapping and killing the adult wolves. Arthur could do nothing but watch his wolf family being killed.
Devastated, by the loss of his family, Arthur, with all the wolf cubs with him, walked to a hidden temple, which stood deep in the forest. The god of that temple was the wolf god, Fenrir. Arthur fell down on his knees and prayed to Fenrir to give him the power to protect the wolf cubs and to destroy the poachers like they destroyed his family. His wish was granted. Arthur was turned into a wolf man and destroyed the poachers one by one.
Sadly though, Fenrir’s power had cursed Arthur; he had to remain a wolf man for the rest of his life. It didn’t bother him though, what mattered to him was that he could protect his wolf family for all time. And whenever poachers and hunters appeared in the forest to hunt the wolves, the wolf man was always there to stop them until the day he died.
