He wouldn’t have called it a proper pack. The other monsters were monstrous all the time, but he had to make do with claws and superhuman senses in short bursts.
The vampire was okay, if a bit of a snob, and he liked the gillman, even though he was very introverted. He just hated the nickname they gave him.
When you were in a pack, it didn’t matter much where you were going. You just had to follow the tail of the person in front of you.
But the other monsters made fun of the werewolf’s bad sense of direction.

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