Were-Ticked

Time ticks as changes happen. Drastic they may be, the root of it hunting. As one we call ourselves packs, but slaves we are divided. Who we look up to? Who else but those who own us, the moon goddesses.
A connection between the past and the present, the ancient rules and the modern rules, the moments in the past and the moments of the present with the thoughts of the future.
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The werewolf pack get caught up in schemes and history.
Can we really say they are blessed or cursed?