Prologue
The moon shined brightly like a diamond in the sky. Its light travelled down to the Earth, illuminating the land out of the darkness. In the forest of a resident community in Britain, a beast prowled the forest in search of prey. It was a solitary creature, an independent monster which attacked anything and anyone who came across its path. Its fur was shining silver; its teeth were as large as a man's hand; its claws were as sharp as nails. It walked on all four limbs and sniffed the air for food. Its black noise had an exquisite sense of smell. Its peering eyes stared around the bushes and trees surrounding it, searching for movement. A small noise was heard ahead from where the beast was walking. The creature stopped and listened, its ears focusing. Another noise was made ahead. A sort of crunching noise came from behind the bush in front. The animal silently crouched down, preparing to pounce and moved forward. The crunching noise ahead got louder as something moved around. The beast got as close as it could and waited. The small animal in the bush moved again once more, this time into view of the monster's eyes. It pounced without hesitation.
The beast grabbed the small mammal in its claws and dug them deep into the mammal's skin. The beast then impaled the animal with its own huge teeth and picked up the hare in its mouth. The creature shook its victim manically and threw it to the floor before mauling it to death. Once the beast made sure the hare was dead, it began to eat.
After the hare had been devoured, the beast continued its prowl of the woods and left the bones and bits of carcass left of the mammal. It no longer needed to hunt for tonight and made its way to a small opening in the forest, where the trees separated and the moonlight shone brightly upon the ground. The monster made its way to the beam of light coming from the thing that was the reason for its existence. It did not realise however the important of the moon in the sky and how it relied upon it. The beast stepped directly under the light and looked up at the producer of it. It stared at it before animal instinct kicked in. The creature suddenly stood up on its hind legs, its front paws by its side as it looked into the sky; and howled into the night.
The people of a local town did not sense the presence of this creature. However the local farmer did and heard this dreadful howl three times every month for as long as he stayed near the forest.