My Journey

The feast

I didn't quite understand my father's reasoning of wanting me to stay behind while my mate was running along with the pack but I didn't question it my mom's both took a hand a drug me towards the dining hall as the smell of my favorite food had my mouth watering. Cookie just smiled and said to me I guess lasagna was the perfect choice as mom and I started smelling the air. cookie turned to me and said you may look like Remus but you are your mother's child. mom and cookie shared glances and they broke out into fits of laughter soon people started to file into the hall all taking seats where they liked. A young woman approached me with what I'm assuming to be what she thought was seductive walk. My mother also took notice but didn't say anything. She was by no means ugly she was strikingly