My name is Astrid,and I am sixteen.
My father is Godwin, the leader of Jorrvaskr. My mother is Olla - she is a healer.
And my younger brother is Hava. We don't go to the market very often, because my Father hunts and he takes me with him. As we ride off in to the distance, I hear a thundering roar. Then a big bear jumps right in front of me.
My father shoots it, and it falls to the ground, dead. We cook its meat and we carry on hunting. Then we come to a cliff side and my father tells me to climb it - so I do. Up there is a pearl cave. I look down below. My father nods at me.
I'm stuck there with just the wild bear as my father rides off. I start to cry as I walk along the cliff. Then, I hear a growl. A young man is standing behind me - well I think he is. He is in the form of a beast as he is changed back to a human being. He puts his paw on my shoulder and I turn to see his face.
I gasp.
"You're a werewolf!" I shudder.
"Yes I am, and you are Astrid, aren't you? Why are you here?" he says softly.
"I am, and how do you know my name? My father left me here." I say.
"Come with me."
I follow him, he takes me to a cave where there is a whole little village. Then he gives me a drink. It looks like wine, so I sip it. "What is this?" I say, puzzled.
"It's werewolf blood. You're now a werewolf." he says.
I tip the blood on the floor as I feel the change coming. "What are you doing to me? Why? I hate you! You're the worst!" I cry, as I rip my stuff off. The fur comes through my skin like blades. As I crave blood, I run out of the cave to see a deer. I jump on it and sink my teeth in it. I eat its flesh, rip skin from bone.