This caused laughter to erupt in the station. Stiles though made his way through the forest following the directions he had memorized. He made it to where he could go left and go to their house but he started tracking her from there. He knew what to look for and found the large tree easily enough.
He got there only to hear screaming. He ran forward and slammed right into the monster that was trying to get at her. The monster went flying away only to slam into a tree and shatter it. Stiles pulled his blade and met the monster halfway. He took a set of claws to the face but sliced off their clawed hand afterward. He was actually fighting with the monster wolf. They were actually doing some massive damage to one another. Stiles felt the wolves fangs sink into his shoulder making him scream loudly. He kicked the wolf off of himself sending it flying and tearing a huge chunk from his shoulder.
He flipped up despite his injuries and slid on the ground past the monster and yanked his knife out of it's side slicing it clean open. It Roared sending it's echo through the whole forest. He rolled to his feet as he turned and sliced the bastards head clean off. The wolf went forward and slammed into the ground as it's head went flying away in the opposite direction.
Stiles stood there breathing heavily as he watched the wolf change forms and become the bastard Uncle he had always hated. He also knew Peter gave him the exact same feeling. He loudly said, "Little bird? Are you alright?"