Dawn and Peritia

at case, I trust you, my dear sister. I'm putting you in charge of our new captive," my brother deadpans. My eyes widen at his decision. Why all of a sudden me? It is not as if it was my pla

filled smile on his face. He rises to his feet and gestures for me to

ods his head frankly. I smile at his name, Dawn, a much calmer name for a werewolf. "So tell me, Lady Peritia, what has gotten your brother so bitter about me? Why am I held captive because there seems to be a more specific reason as to why I am chained up here, have my pack members done anything to offend you and your community of hunters?" Dawn asks with a puzzled look on his face. I release a heavy sigh, I have to let him know that Velican holds no specific grudge against Dawn or his pack members. It is because of what happened to my parents while we were younger. "Do you want to hear a story?" I ask, walking closer to Dawn and squatting in front of him. "Does the story have anything to do with my captivity, Lady Peritia? If yes, then please enlighten me on your story," Dawn says, gesturing for me to go ahead. I nod my head and look around my environment to make sure no hunter is passing by or eavesdropping on our conversation because if one of them finds out I'm being lenient on Dawn, Velican could find out and both I and Dawn would get into trouble for disobeying Velican. "Is telling me this story going to put you into any trouble, Lady Peritia?" Dawn asks with a concerned look on his face. It is quite amusing that a werewolf, the leader of a pack, would look so concerned about a human. "Why do you ask, Dawn?" I ask. "You look very troubled. If telling this story is going to put you into any trouble, Lady Peritia, I suggest you do not tell me the story," Dawn replies. A small smile creeps on my face, maybe not all werewolves actually want to kill or eat you, some of them might actually have sympathy and pity for h