The next morning, I was awakened by a piercing howl that resonated throughout the whole camp like an alarm. The morning sleep was hard to let go as I hadn’t slept much the previous night because Aerys had left me in suspense. I pried my eyes open and took my own time to get back to reality. Those were werewolves howls echoing throughout the camp, and there was none of the danger warning notes in their cries which they usually used to signal us of danger. The roars were more like answering calls to a beckoning, of which I was obviously not a part of. With great reluctance, I lifted my body from the bed to see what was going on. Brushing the remnant sleep from my eyes, I went to check out of the window to see what was going on. Pulling my robe close together, I was surprised to see a who

