I glare at everyone. I take an iron shovel out of my bag, and dig a hole. I take the seeds from my apple core and toss them in. I cover up the hole with dirt again, hoping to form a big tree one day.
"A werewolf... Hm... It's different, I guess. Especially transforming, anyone around you could die within instant by something like a rouge werewolf. Apparently, I was told that rouge werewolves were like lone wolves, just vicious and killers.. It's kind scary when you've blacked out and you think it's a dream.." I explain.