Wind tells me a secret.

Wind tells me that HE is out there somewhere waiting for me...like I wait for him! Like we wait for death. As always. Dallas I hear them say. This rotted hole filled with monkey piss is Dallas. Must mean piss hole in monkey chitter!

There! I smell him again! Hunting me...Hunting the hunter. Begging to die in my jaws. He knows I am near, he knows Wind tells me his steps but he knows I will not come to him tonight...it is not our way. Luna not swollen with hate, she not full with RAGE!!! When she is not full we do not hunt the other. The hunters the hunted. The hunted becomes the KILLERS!!!!

But not tonight...

Tonight I lay with my pack. NO! The pack. Not my pack yet. They still do not know Gaia as I do, as a Red Talon. I am so alone...One Red Talon among many other changers. My Alpha...Mother forgive...My Alpha...Homid. Cricket sings his report to me. Cricket says they love this Niko, say they follow him to the end! That is what worries me... Cricket say will I kill Niko? No! I have no right!

Mother tells me to Rage against the Wyrm not Garou...not Homids. Mother say too, "Kill Wyrm any form it takes!".

What form more it take than that of Human-monkey?!?

I am Ahroun and this much talk dulls my brain and claws. I tell Cricket to leave me and I send wind away too. I want to be alone with the other.

He wants to be alone with me.

One Monkey with his kill staff.

One Red Talon.