Lorena POV
While thinking deeply about Fenrir's question, I remembered when I was ten years old and both my parents were still alive. Our neighbors too and my best friend at that time had a family gathering. It was more like a family game night and the last fun I ever had in my entire life. After my mother and my best friend's mother finished preparing the meals we were supposed to eat, we sat at our feeble chairs and shaky tables. It was old and made from broken furniture gotten from the werewolf carpentry home. It was hard to get it, but my father snuggled it from them and made furniture out of it. It took him a month before he could gather all materials for the table and chair and it took him five months before he could create a great piece of furniture.
While we were eating, Daphne
