Kaleeth listened with interest at Janius' explanation. She found that it reminded her of something she had been told long ago, but she could not really remember anything about it. All her memory told her was that people in her village might know what werewolves are, so it was important that she not say anything about it. "Your life does sound very close to ours. You hunt, you move around a lot, and you are close with everyone. I guess you do not always move to same places like we do, though. We move our village between a few different trees every season. It sounds terrible that people hunt you though. I do not see why anyone would want to kill someone as nice as you. It is not your fault that the...beast spirit, is hard to control."

Resting her head on his chest, Kaleeth looked up at him with a smile. "Everything else sounds great though. I remember seeing you as a werewolf. You were strong, powerful. You held off a wamasu with only your hands. It makes you powerful, and interesting, and you say it is amazing to experience. I wish I could feel that power. Maybe then, I would be a good hunter."