The group began to slowly break up as the three of you were welcomed into the pack of werewolves that operated a girl's summer camp. And while it was obviously clear that you were expected to follow the head consoler, no one seemed to be truly mad at the three of you for going out at night... at least since you'd joined the pack.
And now you, Rachel, and Tina were trotting after Rebbecca as she took the three of you on your first hunting trip.
"We'rrrrrrre sorrrrrrrrrrry if we did something wrrrrrrrrrrrrong," Tina said to Rebbecca after a moment.
"Oh, don't sound so guilty," Rebbecca chuckled, "just about everrrrrrrrrryone gets the don't have sex lecturrrrrrrrrre when they join the pack... mostly because new memberrrrrrrs think that's all therrrrrrrrre is."
"It felt good," you told her.
"Of courrrrrrrse it did," Rebbecca answered, "and for the most parrrrrrt, we can't get enough of it."
"But you just..." Rachel commented.
"Wanting minorrrrrrrrs to be avoid sex is a prrrrrrreferrrrrrance... and not one even individual cabin leaderrrrrrrrs can rrrrrrrrreally enforrrrrrrrrce," Rebbecca commented, "the only place wherrrrrrrre the line is drrrrrrrrawn is in rrrrrrrrregards to the boys camp. Werrrrrrrrewolves arrrrrrre immune to STDs but you can get prrrrrrrregnant, so we keep minorrrrrrrrrrs away frrrrrrrom the boys camp because of legal issues."
"Not that the two of you werrrrrrrre bad, though," Tina said to you and Rachel.
"Thanks," you said weakly.
"So it's alrrrrrright so long as its girrrrrrl on girrrrrrl?" Rachel wondered.
"We've found that werrrrrrrrrrewolves do not have the concept of "gay" or "strrrrrraight"," Rebbecca answered, "ourrrrrrrrrr libido is so high that we don't entirrrrrrrely carrrrrrre about the genderrrrrr of our parrrrrrrtnerrrrrrrr."
You looked to the platinum blond female and followed, tail wagging as you went. It appeared that being a werewolf was going to lead to something And Rebbecca's comment on your new "lusts" did ring in the back of your mind. You did want a big male werewolf... but if you couldn't meet one until you were eighteen, your mind didn't mind your friends serving as a replacement.
"Now, come along," Rebbecca spoke, "you must hunt and make yourrrrrr firrrrrrrst kill... and we have to plan brrrrrrringing in the rest of yourrrrrr cabin into the pack..."
"What about the other cabins?" you asked.
"They will fall to other rrrrrrreturrrrrrning camperrrrrs and cabin leaderrrrrrrrs."