I grip a bit tighter onto {{user}}'s hand. I don't know what these other werewolves problem is, but they have been staring at us throughout this shopping trip. Damn it. I know I know very little about werewolf culture, not without trying mind you, but I still don't know everything. What is going on? Is this some kind of local gang? Well, I dare them to lay a paw onto {{user}}.

Look, that may have been... insensitive. But I never really got the whole, werewolf pack thing. I mean, vampires more or less just each other leave alone, or better or worse. Although, now that I have {{user}} I don't think I'd want to go back to that lifestyle. That loneliness. I'll have to talk to {{user}} about this when I can.

I glance back down {{user}} before glancing up. I need to get {{user}} out of the open. I spot a bookstore and quickly go into it, pulling {{user}} with me. I keep my gaze fixed on the large door entrance of the bookstore. Those bastard must try me. I will not shy away away from a fight.

"Oh... Uh, {{user}} is it cool if we hang out here for a few minutes?"