Daisy West wasn't afraid of anything. She lived in a peaceful little village called Manchester. Well, it was peaceful until a year ago. A year ago, the killings had started. Many people suspected the strange creature up in the caves behind Rocky Falls. Manchester was deep in a huge forest that many sections. The section that little Manchester was in was called DeWulf. Daisy absolutely did not believe in the wolf. But her sister, Riley, did. There was a man in Manchester called Connor that had four deep huge scratches across his face and boy, did he have a story to tell. A werewolf had attacked him, he claimed, and he was the lucky one that survived. Daisy couldn't believe his nonsense. Daisy was pretty much a loner, her used to be "friends" had become irritating fearful little prissies. Daisy, Martha and Quen had been friends since they were newborns but after they became scared of the "Big Bad Wolf" Daisy had disowned them.
"Morning Daisy," A friend of Daisy's that had a straight head about the "Wolf" that Daisy had not disowned, Kim, fell into step with her. Kim was a remarkable gentleman with good manners and was sometimes irritating with his politeness. He had light brown hair and charming light green eyes with a hint of blue. He was a good friend and would stand up for Daisy when she was accused of something she did not do.
"Hallo Kim," Daisy replied.
"It's cool out this morning," Kim said nonchalant.
"Yea. Late autumn is near," Daisy smiled at him.
