A plague is spreading like wildfire throughout the werewolf population. It isn't known what the cause is or how it can stop, but the disease is dangerous and deadly. It begins with some easily overlooked at symptoms: fatigue and aching muscles. Next, the fever is all consuming and intensifies the previous aliments. Before the victim knows it, their memories begin to fade and bleeding starts from their nose and eyes. Hunger for humans and werewolves alike begins to grow with each day. The final stage pure rabidness. There is a complete lack of self-control and the afflicted gives into the beast inside them. Their eyes turn yellow and the only thing there is left to do it kill them or die by their teeth. Whats worse is no one knows how it is spread or how to contain it.
The story centers around a pack living deep in the dense forest of Maine. The disease has yet to touch them but its surely coming their way. A pack near their border has already found the first trace among their ranks. It is up to them to find a way to cure it- or at least find the cause. All the while- hunters are catching on to their trail due to all the recent attacks from diseased werewolves. With impending doom, hunters, and mating season around the corner- how will this little pack survive the summer?
