Blood Feud

Agustalis Bovino stepped out into the cool spring morning, stretching his bulging arms above his head and yawning hugely. The cheerful sound of early-rising birds filled the crisp air, and his nose twitched as he caught the scent of dew on the grass. All was perfect in his world.

At least until the memory of last night’s unfortunate…incident came to mind. Agustalis was a Werewolf, alpha male of a pack numbering twenty-six currently living in the suburbs of Sparta, Greece, on the edge of the Mediterranean Sea on the far western side of the country. The pack tried to avoid the humans around them if at all possible, but on occasion, trouble arose. Like that of last night, when a newly-matured member of the pack attacked and killed a human peasant.