Chapter 10: Before The Birthday Party

As he grabs his things and begins to get dressed a few minutes later, I follow suit while I watch him slip into his clothes. “This is definitely a man who knows no bounds.” I think to myself while admiring him.

Not only is he the strongest man I have ever met, but he is also more intelligent than I originally gave him credit for.

“Are you almost ready?” He asks quietly a few minutes later as he walks back over to the window and stares out at the rain.

For some reason he sounds tired and preoccupied. Perhaps, it is because he is worried about his clan and those he has lost today. As I walk over to his side, I find myself wondering where werewolves go when they die. Do they just disappear? Or do their spirits go back to another body for the cycle to begin again?

Remembering something from an old folk lore tale that my mother once read to me, I recite a poem in my head that she sang to me right before bed one night as a small child.

“Lay me down in a field of flowers

Lay me down