Hunter
I woke to the sound of soft cursing in the background. My body ached, but since the tip of the blade was taken out, my accelerated healing took over, and I was feeling much better. No longer ready to vomit, or feeling like my organs were being set on fire. Silver was deadly to our kind, werewolves that is. It burned and would even eat through flesh. We would use silver cuffs and silver-lined cells when dealing with criminals or rogues, thanks to their effectiveness on our kind, but even then they were used sparingly.
That's why it took me so long to get back to the camp, and why it took me so long to kill Nahma's friends. When he stabbed me, I twisted away so fast the tip broke off. The damn thing was frail to begin with, probably from being melted down from forged materials. From
