It was cold. There was no light. Only darkness surrounded me.
I wasn't sure what I had expected for when I died, werewolves didn't seem to have any real lore hypothesising about what came after death. I'm sure humans would think we should be cast into hell, our entire self being a creature opposed to the ways of their natural laws. But we didn't have any thoughts or values on that.
Did I expect the Goddess to embrace me and lead me into some pearly gates? She had abandoned me in life, I could only
