Werewolves are monsters. Terrifying, brutal monsters, driven only by primal instinct. Which makes it all the more terrifying for those who become werewolves, and are exiled from town. For one who hates werewolves, the ordeal is even worse. Yet despite the fear and hatred, the werewolf pack of the woods welcomes all members. Will the newly-turned wolf become part of the pack?

(This story is inspired by MTG's Innistrad, but only slightly. I just wanted to write a werewolf story to express my love of Midnight Hunt's best tribe after I had an amazing draft with them.)