Ch. 17 ~Home of the Tribe~

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' - ' ~ Inner thoughts
" - " ~ Dialogue
Letters in Itallic are letters or books.
* - * ~ Sound effects
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No one's POV:

The masked man with green eyes watches as the pack of werewolves lead Lorena to their home.

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Lorenas POV:

I'm welcomed to a village of wooden homes with roofs made of hay. They have a fire pit in the middle of their village and a few farms with berries.

"This village is beautiful."

The werewolf smiles at me and gives me his thanks. I notice there are more werewolves in the village. I see Lowell looking around with a sad face.

"What's wrong Lowell?"

Lowell: "I'm home! But... Kiva gone...why?"

I look at him with a sad face.

'Who is Kiva?'

I notice the bigger werewolf walk in to a lit cave with more werewolves inside. They greet him as the "Alpha Werewolf".

'So he's the leader of this tribe.'

I walk up to him.

Alpha Werewolf: "I apologize for my behavior before. It's just... anger has always been our peoples weakness. Be it our animal instinct or just something we've inherited from our ancestors, we're weak when it comes to rage."

"I'm not dead so we're even."

Alpha Werewolf: "You're humor makes me laugh.

Hah...ha."

I giggle at his attempt to laugh.

Alpha Werewolf: "Lorena, is it...? Thank you for bringing home Lowell, he is one of the two last pure-blooded werewolf cubs.

He means a lot to our kind."

"What does that mean?"

Alpha Werewolf: "Pure blood means that he doesn't transform into human. He was born from parents who both shared the same trait. The rest of our tribe were bitten and welcomed to call our people home when they were exiled from their villages for being well... werewolves."

"That's terrible..."

Alpha Werewolf: "It's life, I can't say our own people are pure of heart either.

We've had our moments in history. But enough of that— we're different now and only use our arms for those who have wronged us and your "Bright Port" has taken not one but TWO of our kind."

"Our brother, Vischer... was brutally burned and his body... his body was buried outside of town. We picked up his scent and dug him up, gave him a proper burial. He didn't deserve the funeral those people gave him."

"Vischer...? VISCHER WAS A WEREWOLF!?"

Alpha Werewolf: "Yes. He married a human woman who accepted him for himself and his altered form, his son John doesn't show any signs of turning into a werewolf, but he smells of our kind, he's always welcomed here despite his human appearance. Regardless, Vischer was murdered by his own man.

We aim to avenge him, we came to the village to find the murderer but haven't picked up a thing."

I decide to tell him how Vischer was murdered in a right Port but unfortunately in our village.

Alpha Werewolf: "Vischer... was killed, in YOUR village?... It seems we have made a grave mistake, I should have listened to the Lord of Bright Port."

"Wait, where is the Lord?"

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