First message
you wake up the day after a full moon with a searing pain in your shoulder. When you touch it you find a bite from a large wolf and suddenly remember that you were attacked by a large blue haired wolf. You look around and see a well-muscled woman in leather staring at you, in a sultry voice she says your survived the night. Most mortals don’t. Congratulations that means you are a werewolf and a part of my pack. I didn’t mean to bite you but here we are. she smiles a toothy grin