Ground wet under my paws and trees smell like mother's waters. Dallas...is home now. Our home.

I look to Luna and see she is not yet full of Rage...soon...soon. I am like Luna...I am...filling with Rage. Wind comes to me and tells me that I am far from Pack...Pack will not see tonight. Pack can't understand tonight...they are not natural...they have lost the trail of Gaia.

My paw finds rock and I go to Mountain and ask if I'm alone...Mountain sends The Hunter's smell to me...stinks like Wyrm...Small papers that burn in the mouth. Monkey likes taste of burning paper, as in all things they show love of Wyrm. The Hunter is good but not good enough. He is not home now... He in the Wood...and in the Wood Hunts is home with friends. First wind tells me he is trying to hide from wind...twig plays trick and snaps under his foot...I do not move, I just look at Luna...She is filling with Rage...I am like Luna.

"I know you done heard me boy."

The monkey chitters...I do not try to listen like when Pack talks monkey...no need...the Hunter and I speak with our souls and our hate...I feel what he is saying.

"’Bout time I done found you too!” Hunter sits the death stick down I still no look. "Humph.... The Moon, she almost full ain't she? Almost time to dance that dance I reckon.".

I lower my head and look at him...My eyes lock with his. I see no heart...can the monkey see mine? He smells like illness. "Ha! You know don't you? Well don't you and dem filthy critters you livin' wit start to party yet son! I have at least seven years left!".

I growl and I feel the change over come me.

"Good...you still hate me as much as I hate you...but you wont attack me now...ain't our way is it. What do they call you? Hunts?" He only smiles. "They know about me boy? They no a wolf killer is in their woods? Heh...more to the point they know about you? The REAL you and what you do to get the "monkey" off your back? No I reckon they don't at that. Only ones we share anything with is each other...Hunts."

Sun starts to climb to sky...Bird comes to tell me Pack will wake soon. I stand to go.

"Daybreak...our little time is up I see. You tell them monsters I said hi...sure is a bunch of pretty ladies in that den of horrors of yours...GAK!"

I'm on him and at his neck...Hispo jaw ready to crush.....

"Now...now...Hun...hu..Hunts. You slippin' boy...you let me see your weak spot. Never let that happen Werewolf."

I let go...Hunter has fooled me...I failed...

"That's right boy, you go on home and keep a good eye on that pack of yer'en. Your future is written in it...DEATH!"

My paws know I'm tired...they take me home on their own. I see the den and I think to leave. They are not ready...I no ready! If I go now Hunter will follow me...Niko safe to make them real Pack. I look down at the ground and then I bite my own paw hard...Punishment for thinking like a Monkey...Mother is cruel so her children will live...Niko not ready? Hunts not ready? Pack not ready? THEN WYRM TAKE US! Mother not need WEAK defenders!