Werewolf Orientation

You brainstorm for a few minutes, for lack of anything better to do. "Is it possible," you suggest, "that something about this world makes anyone in it a werewolf?"

Jason looks at you as though seeing you for the first time all over again. "How should I know?" he thunders. "You come here out of nowhere, obviously not like the rest of us, and then change! How should I know how or why? I just know that you did." He looks down for a moment and then continues speaking, absentmindedly moving one of his hindpaws in a circle. "I'm not mad", he says quietly. "I'm just at a loss for words."

Relieved, you try to change the subject. "Hey, at least one problem's out of the way. Now that it is, would you mind teaching me exactly what we do as werewolves? I don't know the first thing about hunting."

Written by Joey Liverwurst (edited by wanderer)

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