Rathus was using all his beastly might to free himself and hunt. It was desire and need that fueled his rage. The beast was an incarnation of wrath and lust, the two most deadly sins when combined. All thought and reason seemed gone as he trashed against the bars, but in reality, Rathus was on the hunt for threats. A fact unknown about werewolves was that, although vicious and voracious, they hunted darkness. Forged as beasts by the Devil himself, werewolves were humans cursed to hunt down the evil that hid in plain sight. Demons and other such creatures escape to the world, and Satan sends his hellhounds to claim them. Once bitten by a werewolf, one is cursed to take up his place in the pack and hunt the darkness, but the Devil has a sense of humor. Making them as beasts, he makes their actions as sins and therefore makes them outcasts or makes them hunted. In reality, there was no Rathus, only Lucas' animal nature, but how could that be explained? He didn't even know what he was doing, he just assumed he was evil because of his animal side.<br/><br/>As Lucas smashed into the bars, Tiberius walked into the shack, a silver dagger in his hand. He gave a wicked grin, his face contorting inhumanly. Furiously, Lucas snarled and growled, barking at the hidden demon