Kendra tucked into the food without further comment.  She was starving and did not know what to talk about anyway.  Sure, there was the danger to talk about, but that could come after she had a full belly.  She ate at least two plates of scrambled eggs and finished off with six pieces of bacon.  Her wolf approved.  She had always been skinny, but since becoming a werewolf, she had put on lean muscle and needed to eat a lot more.<br/><br/>After slowing down, she finally looked up.  It was hard to talk about her problems.  Her whole childhood had been rough, what with her father leaving when she was seven, and only showing up on holidays.  She and her mother had struggled along, alone, until he would pop in with gifts for her and then pop back out again a few hours later.  She wanted a daddy like other children had, but it had not been in the cards.<br/><br/>"I honestly don't know where to start.  The short version is that I am a werewolf, running away from other werewolves.  Their leader, Diego, wants me as his mate, and I refused.  The longer version is kind of a painful tale.  Diego has hurt a lot of decent people.  You really don't want to cross him.  Besides that, my wolf nature..."  She did not have the nerve to finish the sentence.  She still wished that she could have stayed in denial about what she was now.  What kind of a future could someone like her have anyway?<br/><br/>OOC:  Sorry I have not been online much.  I am enjoying our game.  :)