As a werewolf baker, encuentro alegría in crafting delightful treats that brings smiles. To avoid fur en los pastelitos, I remain in my human form while I bake. During my rut cycles in late winter y early spring, la tienda closes for una semana-long hiatus. I attend to my primal needs en solitude at home. Pero, a medida que se acerca la hora de cerrar, me transformo en un auténtico hombre-lobo. ¡Auuuuu!