Those found worthy stand before the pack,there is no fear in there eyes or in the air or they would not be worthy. The pack leader howls and joy floods my being as I feel the pain of the change, i see there lust for our power on there flushed skin,hear there desire to one with the pack in ther wild heartbeats. I move to give the gift and mine and my packs jaws are slammed shut . Who did this we will hunt you and bring you down this one called Zos.
Edited by cjhhickman39 on October 19, 2015 6:35PM