“It was the worst winter that I could remember, and the wolves were stealing the sheep from our peasants and even running at night through the streets of the village…

I wasn’t the least afraid of the wolves either. Never in my life had I seen or heard of a wolf attacking a man. And I would have poisoned them, if I could, but meat was simply too scarce to lace with poison. 

So early on a very cold morning in January, I armed myself to kill the wolves one by one.” – The Vampire Lestat