Andor.
The stag in the throne room that I asked Ivar to replace the cross with hung above our heads; looking at us, we spoke.
"I don't want to waste time. It's a full moon, a perfect time to make new werewolves." I said.
"You want to turn people tonight?" Asked Jennifer.
"Yes. Why not? I need to start rebuilding right my pack right away." I replied.
Jenniffer played with a lock of her blonde hair as we talked. She kept twisting it into a knot.
"I am a bit worried. I have an issue with people being turned against their will." She replied. "And that's how most huge packs are built quickly."
"I won't turn anyone against their will," I replied.
"Then, how do you intend to get men willing to join your pack?"
"Who doesn't want power?" I asked.
"You'll be surprised," Jenniffer replied.
