“Such youth you possess.” She told me. She moved in ever closer and I wanted to shy away but she kept me motionless. Then she finally released me from her hold and I wobbled in place for a moment but I gained my footing. She grinned, “You are a strong one too, I have bitten many humans and they died with him the first hour of infection, but you, you are different you are strong. You would make a fine servant for me.” She said. I stood there staring at her with a look of pure hatred on my face that now would send any wolf I encountered running in the opposite direction, but not her, no not her. She enjoyed it too much. “I would never serve you.” I said in a voice thick with rage and hatred. Morhan just looked at me and smiled a crooked smile and laughed. “What would you do Adelfos Claw, fight me?” she asked. I knew I could never fight her and win but I wasn’t going to give up with out trying. So I lunged at her and she dodged with ease, and I turned on a dime and when at her again. This time I managed to get a claw into her, I managed to slip open her thigh and blood came pouring out of the wound, she growled ferociously and held her staff and pointed it at me and I turned to look at her but she was behind me. She spoke an incantation that sent a jet of green light hurling towards me, it stuck me in the back and I fell. My back was torn open and bleeding fiercely, I could feel my body going cold at the life’s blood drained from me and into the ground. I head Morhan laugh and she told me quietly, “If you live I will be back for you Adelfos Claw.” She was gone just as I closed my eyes to meet my fate.
When I woke I found myself in a hut with my wounds patched and a buckskin loincloth on my hips. I sat up suddenly and a jolt of pain when up my spine and I lied back down quickly. God that hurt. I wondered to myself where I was then I head cloth being moved and I went all stiff. When I saw that it was a human I relaxed a degree, but the tenseness was still there. She moved closer to me with a type of grace that only a human woman could possess. She kneeled by my side and looked at me as if asking for permission to touch me, I nodded and she reached over to me and told me to turn over so she could look at my back. I did as she asked slowly because it hurt rather badly to move to much but I turned over and she laid her hands gently on my back and began to clean my wound. After she had finished she smiled at me and told me that the Wise Woman would be coming to see me in a while. I asked her where I was and she told me that I was in the Drucros Clan. I had head that name before many years ago, but I could not place it. I thanked her and she left me to my thoughts.
For a long while I sat in thought and then I heard the cloth door move again and the Wise Woman came though it. I knew she was the Wise Woman because she held an aura about her that was old and someone who knew many things. I sat on the bed of skins and she came forward and knelt next to me and bowed her head in acknowledgement and I nodded at her and she rose and spoke in a low soft voice aged over many years, “Do you know where you are child?” She asked me this and I stared at her for a moment and answered, “I am in the Drucros clan am I not? That is what I have heard anyway.” I said calmly enough, but my back was still hurting from the blow that Morhan had placed upon me, though the people of the Drucros Clan had healed the injury itself the memory was still there and that would never leave me. Then the Wise Woman spoke again and this time she spoke with a sadness that  I could not place. “You are in the Drucros Clan. You are in the Drucros Clan more than you know. Your mother was the late Wise Woman to this clan and you are her son.” I looked at her hard for a few more moments and said. “My mother?” I was very confused for I knew nothing of her or her people. I only knew of my father and his family but nothing of my mother.
We sat and talked for a long while then she left me to sleep and ponder what we had just discussed. I now understood who my mother was and what had happened. My mother, Roseanne, fell in love with my father, Lord Drake Claw. Their love was forbidden, but still they married, at a cost. The cost was that when the first child was born, Roseanne was to be put to death. So, as my mother lie in her chambers giving birth to me she told her chamber maid to take me to her sister, before I could ever get there I was intercepted by my father and my mother put to death. As I got older my father trained me in the art of the sword and hand to hand combat which I learned with ease, for years my father trained me and then we went to battle. We went to battle after battle and I never grew tired, all the battles I fought in were called Bloody Reins. I was very cocky then and thought myself invincible, until the night Morhan bit me and I became a monster.
Of course after a few happy years with the Drucros Clan I forgot my being a monster and learned to accept it as a gift. I was marked with their tribal tattoo and became one of them, my happiness did not last long though. A band of  miscreant soldiers had gotten word of my existence and had come to exterminate me. The people of the Drucros Clan had come to accept me as their own and Intel would defend me no matter the cost. They sent me away and as I stood watching from a ridge over looking their village I watched in horror as the entire village my home was destroyed. I would never forget the people who had accepted me and who had loved me. Never.