"Elders, I have a request." The Chieftain, nodded and said, "Please, anything we can do." "If you could, will you tell Marcus how you became wolves? You know me, I hate to dwell on the past." The Chieftain smiled and nodded. Of course they knew she hated to remember. Was she not the second Wotan since Marta had come to them? "Of course, this is no problem but first we need drinks and snacks! To tell stories we must do this right!" The other men quickly left and soon returned with their wives and older children. Young ones were in bed of course. Kegs of beer, bottles of wine, skewers of meat and vegetables were brought out to roast on the fire.


    Marcus noticed that the preparations happened very quickly so he asked the Chieftain, "You planned this in advance?" The