It was supposed to be a normal outing. But werewolves and something about an old saying about no o-plan ever survives the first offensive. That's especially true about werewolves. So they'd been intending to have a nice little training thing and then pack dinner after.

Except there had been a smell and then a sound and this is how Stiles finds himself by himself in the preserve, walking back towards his Jeep.

No danger here, right?