No werewolf hunts alone. Luna blesses each of us with an auspice, a duty in the Siskur-Dah — our sacred hunt. Through the blessing of the Moon we find our place in the pack and in the world. Our dedication to Father Wolf’s duty so impressed many of her Firstborn children, and they bless our tribes, each dedicated to hunting a specific prey.
Beyond those groups, we have the pack — monsters and humans that hunt as one to kill even the most powerful prey.
We band together because we must. No werewolf can hunt alone. It goes against our nature, against our very being. We must be part of something beyond ourselves to succeed in the hunt. A pack can stalk from the shadows, run the prey to ground, then tear it limb from limb. A pack can share expertise, knowing the best way to hunt. A pack can hold a hunting ground, giving us a territory where we have the advantage. A pack’s human members provide links to the human world, giving us ties to the communities we grew up in but that we can no longer be a part of
Vinegar Pack *
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