You can smell the rich fragrance of the woods now that your senses are slightly changing. You stop with Rob-Wolf by a pond
and look at your reflection. Still clearly human--your eyebrows now meet, and your features are coarser, but you're still
recognizable--unlike Rob, who barks at his reflection.
"You were probably that dumb even as a human" you sneer at him.
The woods come to a stop. You can feel more hair sprout underneath your jeans and shirt. In the distance lies a vast, palatial
house.Soon you're at the door. The butler opens it and gapes at the sight of a hairy, dangerous-looking yound man holding a
huge wolf on a glowing leash. Mr.Maxwell comes to the door. He is fat, bald and paunchy and looks you over while smoking a
plump cigar. "Mr.Maxwell" you say, in a huskier sounding voice, "this werewolf is your son." Your shirt suddenly rips down the
middle. "And if you won't help him the same thing will happen to me."