So Brian wandered around the forest, looking for this "Teddica the Wolf."  After three hours of searching in the dark of the night, Brian finally found Teddica's den.  He wasn't sure if he should knock on the wall, or just walk right in.

From behind him, Brian heard a twig snap and a low growl.  Brian was getting used to having things growl at his back.  He turned around.

"Hey!  You were that wolf who turn into this monster in the first place!"

Brian showed the wolf his mark.  The wolf gazed at it.  Then, the wolf began to change.  Within seconds, a tall, skinny man stood before him.

He held out his hand.  "Hello Brian.  I am your brother, Teddica."

Brian gazed at the man in front of him.  He now knew how his mother knew a werewolf.  

"Sorry about turning you into a werewolf.  It was the only way to save you from our father's fate.  He died trying to save you and mom.  You might have done something just as stupid.  And anyways, you are needed for the prophecy."

Brian was barely able to keep up with what his brother was saying.  He was having a hard enough time time accepting that this man was his brother.

"I guess we should retire for today.  We will begin training tonight."

Brian looked East and was shocked to see the sunrise glimmering through the trees.

"It's already morning?!"