Bramble led us to a large fire pit in the middle of the camp. It was currently unlit, and there was no one here. Stones surrounded charred chunks of wood, and there was a second circle made of logs to provide places for people to sit together. It looked like thirty people could easily sit around the fire with plenty of space for more people to stand around and enjoy the atmosphere.
Bramble motioned for us to sit down. “Please wait here. There’s a few people I need you to meet.” He waited for us to take a seat before walking away.
Navarro was tense as he sat, and his hand was lying comfortably on the hilt of his sword. He was still on edge and prepared for a fight if one happened to come up. I didn’t get any sense of danger here, though. I could tell the werewolves who gathered here were
