Life with a wolf

It took me a long time to warm up to werewolves.  A surprisingly long time, given that the wolf if my spirit animal, and I raised a high-percentage wolf hybrid and owned him until he died of old age on the winter solstice of 2002.  I guess The Howling and I Was a Teenage Werewolf pretty much ruined it for me.  It wasn’t until I started writing a werewolf story myself that I finally noticed the ‘wolf’ in werewolf, and suddenly they became a lot more interesting as characters. Continue reading