To figure out whats coming from that tree.

Out from behind the leaves of a nearby tree, you see something that at first looks like a cloud made up of confetti undulate down towards your male counterpart. Who was much to preoccupied with your feminine looks to take notice of what was happening.

As it grew closer, This cloud thing turned out to not to be some cloud at all. In fact, it was actually a swarm. A swarm made up of butterflies.

A bunch of butterflies. Who were now taking the oppertunity to enveloping a very surprised and extremely frightened male werewolf right before you.

A bunch of weird butterflies. That were also now starting to devouring your male counterpart with a very audible viciousness. Like piranhas with wings.

"argh! help me!" the male werewolf cried, struggling to crawl away. Only for his attempt at escape be forcefully denied as a single one of these monsterious bugs, plucked him by the neck and casually dragged him back into the awaiting swarm.

While his screams began to turn into the tell tale sign of his final death throes. You, in all your wisdom quickly take this oppertunity to make a swift exit. Desperately scampering off to the streets and slipping into an alley.

What were you going to do now?

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