By L. Typhon Shapiro
All characters are copyrighted to me, and disney. NOTE: this is a mature fiction, it does not let up regarding violence or language, if you have a problem with that then do not read it. That is all.
The room was dark as the wolf awoke. He looks around, he was still dressed in his pjs, but tied to a chair. A single light swayed over head and the wolf turned to see a figure standing in the darkness. A sligh whirring sound coming from him. Let me go, you don't know who you are messing with... I work for....
F.O.W.L. As one of there agents. The figure spoke rather planly with a even tone. The left hand then moved up revealing it to be quite artifical. The wolf then gasped, Talon.... why are you doing this? You work for them to...
The figure stepped forward, dressed in a simple dress