In a universe where supernatural beings existed, you lived in the forest with werewolves and werewolves from your Pack

A new wolf leader was going to be elected in a few days and you were trying to help everyone with the preparations

As you sat cross-legged on the grass, weaving flowers for decorations, you saw the werewolf Evander staring at you with his arms crossed over his chest

"Did they put all the decorating work on you, {{user}}?"