Wheeling Gull Isle Pack meeting URGENT ALL MUST ATTEND

Shanti heard the howl of Ypres from the other side of the territory (I <3 making plots) and groaned. How was he meant to get to the- CRACK. Shanti whipped around and sniffed the humid air.
"Hello?"
He shrugged and growled to himself. "I`m getting paranoid."
CRACK.
Burning pain, emanating from his shoulder. He licked the spot and spat out in disgust; his tongue was smothered in blood. He awkwardly twisted his head towards his shoulder and gasped. The crack had been the only warning of a tree that had smashed down. A few metres away, he could see the barbed branch that had struck him; as bloody and sharp as a wolf`s claw. Shanti howled in pain and terror...hoping a wolf would help him.