Kallen sniffed the air as he walked in his human for to a small village. Human form? Well it turns out this human is actually a warewolf. He stands about six feet tall, has red hair and green eyes. He is twenty five years old, which isn't old at all for a warewolf. Anyways. He is much different from his pack. His pack always tries to hurt animals and other humans. Though he didn't want to hurt humans. He was part human in a way.
All he knows is there is one of his kind hiding here. All he wants to do is get him or her out of here. The village seemed to fairly small. He brought out his claws and started to tare away skin to make himself bleed and to rip his clothing. He then sheved his claws and made himself scream in pain to make himself noticed by the village.
Kara, the chief of the village was caring for her daughter. "Honey, you need to remember next time to make sure that no one is in the way." She said and kissed her forehead. "I know being blind sucks...." She said and finished bandaging her leg from a fall she had. She then then frowned a little. "Do you hear something?" She asked and stood up quickly.