The black sky was veiled by countless stars. The Carina, Centaurus, and Crux constellations were visible. The moon peeking through the thin clouds bashfully. Its light was like a laser, penetrating the Cirrus to reach the Earth.
The beautiful sky was like a giant umbrella above the deserted island, an island that was uninhabited by humans. Dozens of human-like creatures circled a large bonfire. Accompanied by the sound of the waves as a back sound, they chatted with each other happily while enjoying the fresh raw meat.
It was a regular monthly gathering of werewolves, just like humans who also often had an agenda for gathering and socializing. It was not a special meeting, just an ordinary meeting to chat and eat raw meat together. The meat was not human meat, it was just meat of wild animals which they caught earlier.
