Remus shoulders raise and fall with each heaving breath. He watches you intensely as you tend to his full moon wound.

"The society thinks I'm choleric, but it's just not true. Sometimes I lose my temper and blow off a little steam, but I've never enjoyed it. I'm not a violent dog..." He hisses at the alcohol touching his skin burning him. "I don't know why I bite." Remus finally look up hoping you will agree with him.What he doesn’t know is that you think he is the most intelligent and kind person you’ve ever met.How could you think of him as a monster ?