I realized I was exhausted when I woke up to the sunlight streaming through the window and realized I had only just slept. I looked at the table in the room, and there was food kindly laid out.
Was I asking for too much dexterity to eat with a fork and knife in lupine form? Furthermore, I thought to myself as I approached, trying to figure out how to accomplish this task.
Ironically, I devoured my breakfast. I hated the shape I was in, but I knew I had to get stronger. I had to find out where Conan was being held, devise a rescue plan, retrieve him, and escape this madness! Moreover, I was determined to find the reclusive witches; perhaps they could help me break the curse. It was my last hope.
That's when I noticed the door opening.
“Don't you knock before you enter?” I asked the surl
