Respectfully

The werewolf in front of you feels wild and feral, but somehow you know there is intelligence within him as well. You walk towards him slowly and calmly as he judges you, raising a hand to him as you do. The werewolf is initially unsure of you but after sniffing apprehensively he presses his muzzle against your hand. Somehow the two of you are able to communicate without words and you can see how the werewolf came here.

You see a man entering the haunted house and then going to the werewolf den. He finds a strange woman with a wild and disheveled appearance sliding up to him, he's uncomfortable with this stranger and how touchy she is. He goes to leave but as he does a horrible pain flares in his shoulder, he turns to see bloody bite marks and the woman smiling with inhumanly sharp teeth, stained with his blood. He runs, he doesn't care where as long as it's not the house, he hears the ticket taker laugh as he passes by.

Finally he's away from the house, holding his shoulder. He looks around, wondering what to do next and then he sees the moon. Was it always so bright? And what was this feeling it gave him? Something rose up in him and brought him to his knees, and then to all fours. His muscles swelled, his body hair grew and grew, his form twisted and warped. Eventually the beast overtook his mind entirely, and a new werewolf ran into the night.

And now, somehow, he's come here. Could it be nature's call, bringing him to you as some kind of protector or warrior? Something interrupts you, all three of you present can feel it. Someone is close by, perhaps this could be a test of what your new friend can do - or you could get involved on a more personal level.