'Something seems off.' Tim thought as he reduced the pace at which he was moving. His instincts sort of warned him to be careful.
It was a surprising thing for Tim especially when you consider the fact that the previous owner of the body possessed no such skill. Then how did he now possess the trait to be able to partially sense danger.
As, he moved in the snow, he observed his environment more. If there was going to be an attack on him then he was ready. He needed to level up after all and all beast were truly appreciated.
When Tim reached about 20n meters of where the wolf was, he stopped his movement once again. Now his instincts were on the alarm again. It was not something that Tim liked and it was not something that he hated at the same time.
'Is this instinct of a thing, a trait from one of my undead? It should be because I don't ever recall having such a thing like that.' Tim thought, as he brought out his sword.
