Harmony heard the blood curtling scream and sighed. So the big bad Werewolf was out hunting... Briliant. Reaching into a small pouch off to the side, she pulled out a deck of tarrot cards and laid them out on the ground. She shuffled them and placed them all face down without looking at their face values. Plucking three that called out to her, she held them to her face. Justice, Death, and The Moon stared back at her.<span style="font-style: italic">Things aren't always what they seem~ Moon... Death is to transform... And Justice does not always deal in the physical world... Great Goddess, what does it all mean? </span>Harmony raved in her head. Oh well... She had to recage a bad puppy. After replacing the cards into their deck, and the deck into her pouch, she continued on her search for a werewolf.