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tried slashing him with a sword. Henson stomped his foot backwards and caught the man in his chest, flinging him backwards. A wolf bit into Henson’s back as he shape shifted and he roared in pain, violently swatting backwards trying to knock the wolf off of him.
     
                  As Henson swatted at the wolf it just spun its body to the side, evading his attack while tearing at his flesh at the same time. Another wolf jumped up and bit Henson in his left shoulder, stealing his attention. Henson grabbed the wolf, puncturing its skin with his long bear claws and yanked it off of him, taking a chunk of his skin along with it. The wolf spun through the air and landed with a thud but was charging back at Henson as soon as it could. Henson kicked back and stomped the wolf off of his back and swatted the wolf charging at him from his front. It yelped when Henson hit it but the growls of other wolves now surrounding him caught Henson’s attention. He glanced around and tried to guess how many wolves were around him, guessing there was about six or seven but they were moving in a circle to make it difficult to count.
     
                  Two wolves darted in and nipped at Henson’s back legs, making him spin around to swat at them but in doing so he opened up his side to other wolves to attack. Henson roared loudly as wolf fangs bit deep into his side and rage began to take over. He stabbed his claws into the wolves side and yanked it out of him, roaring as he did. Henson spun around and clawed a wolf right out of the air as it jumped at him. Two wolves jumped on his back and started thrashing their heads back and forth trying to tear chunks out of Henson. He roared in pain and rage and reached back. He could grab one by the scruff of its neck so he did and yanked it off of him before he slammed it down so hard on the ground that it bounced. Henson stomped on the wolf just as it was about to land on the ground again and killed it instantly, shoving his clawed foot through it with ease. Henson roared as he turned around, taking his foot out of the wolves corpse and readied to get attacked.
     
                  He hurt all over, his legs, his arms, his sides, his back and all he wanted to do then was kill them all. He had to in order to both survive and protect the nearby citizens. He knew if these wolf shifters got into the town the casualty rate would skyrocket. All five wolves charged after him at once and Henson had a split-second to make a decision. He clawed into one of the wolves as he spun, slamming it into another as it yelped loudly in pain. Henson threw both of the wolves away, knowing one of them was dead and felt another wolf bounce off him just before a third wolf latched hold of his shoulder. Henson roared and stuck the wolf with his claws as he grabbed hold of it, quickly flinging it into the two remaining wolf shifters charging after him. He only managed to hit one but his rage and adrenaline had him ready for the wolf he missed. In one swipe Henson slashed its throat and knocked it to the ground before he glared over at the last wolf shifter. It was already quickly scurrying off through the brush off to lick its wounds.
     
                  Henson knew he needed to find them but he was too wounded to chase after them. He healed faster than normal but not at a super-fast rate and knew if he shifted back to his Human form he wouldn’t heal as fast. Not only that but he also knew that the shifting process would push blood out of the still open wounds; he had to at least heal some but was hardly Phillips to stay standing. He knew it would take him too long to heal up to make his next session with Jacinda and growled uncontrollably. His frustration started to boil as he realized he could kiss his normal life away. He looked around in the woods for somewhere to hide as he stumbled about forcing himself to stay conscious.
     
                  He found a cabin deep