A rare breed of wolf named Ellamaria

As Jaegar watched from his window, the howling resounded once more, and he saw a large, white figure darting through the woods and heading towards the dormitory. His heart raced as he recognized the familiar form of Ellamaria, the giant fur wolf that had visited him before. 

She sprinted towards the summit of the hill, its silhouette mirroring the dorm window in which he currently found himself. Her path led her ever higher, up the incline, and Jaegar's eyes followed her ascent.

Upon reaching the peak of the hill, the full moon cast a haunting backdrop, its silvery glow painting the scene with an ethereal light. The moon held a silent vigil in the night sky, a radiant witness to what was about to transpire.