"Declaring..."

I had to help, I never fought a werewolf but I am too and I had to do what I can. I ran out of my room and came across Karish. Is he always on my way with intent? I pushed that idea, I had a more important question to ask.

"Hey, what's going on? Are we under attack?"

He frowned at me and said with clenched teeth. "Where do you think you should go dressed like that?"

"Is that the most important thing right now? A bunch of people and wolves are fighting to the death outside and you're worried about my outfit ?!"

I screamed back, I was seriously scared and quickly became angry when I remembered how he left me last night in the middle of a conversation.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath, then said in a calmer voice.

"We are not under attack. Satisfied?"

I crossed my arms. "Not even a little." I showed up.

This started to look like a pattern, he says what he wants when he wants, only gives pieces of information, does not care what other people can ask or think. But w