Another Dream II

Dream continuation in Author’s POV:

The wind picked up in intensity, but maintained its calm profile, moving gently through the crowd, ruffled hair with the touch of a father’s hand, gently, lovingly, brushing a shoulder, an arm. His voice, when it came again, was achingly sad.

“Our males are turning into evil beasts, and the evil is spreading across the land faster than our hunters can keep up. Before, in lands far from us, the lycans and the werewolves and the Jaguar race were strong enough to keep these monsters under control, but their numbers have dwindled and they cannot stem the tide. Our world is changing, and we must face the new problems head on." He stopped, once again looking over their faces.

Loyalty and honor ran deep in their blood. He knew each of them by name, knew each of their strengths and weaknesses. They should have been the future of his species, but he was sending them to walk a solitary path of unrelenting hardship.

"All of you must know these things I am about