*Flashback* Sandle is five years old and living with his grandparents on the edge of the mighty wood. One Autumn day he is chasing dragonflys around the dusk of the full moon and he runs into the woods, briefly forgetting the warning his paapaap had always given him. He hears a strange rustling in the bushes and a large set of yellow eyes appear from the springs with a mighty leap. Foaming white teeth gnash at his arm as he bolts into the open meadows and quickly makes it to the farmhouse. As he washes up for dinner he notices a small scratch on his arm, it looks ok except for a single spidery vein running down to his elbow. He quickly cleans up and finishes helping mawmaam set the table.
*Eighteen Year* Sandle has grown into a strong young lad, he is springy in his step and stronger than someone his size should be. Other than a strong craving for rare red meat he seems normal and works as an apprentice to the shoesmith. However on the Night of his birthday something very odd befalls Sandle. He is in the alley and notices the Night is brighter than normal, he can see much better than normal. He looks up to see a wicked evil moon, a moon watching him move, fat, jolly, gorged moon. Always the moon has given him pause. Her hears deep in the back of his mind a Dark Passenger (please don't sue me Jeff Lindsey). Things go very dark......
Sandle awakes the next morning lying naked in the bushes of the town square. There are scratches on his chest and his mouth tastes of metal. What happended to him?
---Swayde I can't believe you actually did this. I told you that we had plenty of time and the town had no idea who the wolves were. If you wouldn't have started the kick about DP we'd still be good, they would have taken out an Innocent. Sorry everyone I may be a wolf but I won't be a goat, this round isn't going to be much fun because our wolves just want to run around making excuses for why things are falling apart. I'm kind of glad it happened this way though because I am really busy at work and could use the time away from the game. I'm not going to out the Alpha (it isn't me) but I think you can figure who it is, I tried to tell them the alpha had to submit the vote, but the best laid plans of mice and men. Watugachicken you should be happy to still be in the game, because we think... nevermind. I wish there were a serum to cure lycanthropy folks, cheers, peace out and.
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