Garrick nodded as he pocketed the feather, frowning as he looked at the sky with silence. "I've been a werewolf longer than you've probably been alive kid, and it never gets any easier. You'd think after a while the darkness would become less potent, but I never got that lucky." Garrick said as he leaned against a tree, considering whether or not to venture tonight. "The worst part of this damned curse is you're always awake, I haven't slept a wink in twenty years."