Dear Journal

I am a very unique wolf, for you see, there is a little magic running through my veins. Secretly, my mother's a gypsy and she is a practitioner of the arts. I seen her a few times forming a protection barrier around our house from intruders. Did it work? I believe it did. Because of the lycanthropy, some of that gypsy magic I wield has cut off, but I have this ability to use the numbers and tarots as my guidance. What a lot of people would do to be in my shoes(some, not all). I read into the stars even before I walked into the Cafe Du' Monde. They, the one's I walked up knows nothing about me. Only my name, but the stars are true to form. For people talk on the streets that I know something they don't. They have seen what I can do and at one time tried to get me to explore their hearts, their desires, but I keep telling them this ...it is what you do with your destiny, with your future, I cannot help you. Cross me with some silver, perhaps I may show you a little what to expect. Do what you must. I also get the feeling half of those women in the parlor of my mistress watch me from afar. They wink, they want me in their bed, but unlike most males I am not about the sexual innuendo as much as I am with the pure action. I'm bisexual. Lover of the dames but some masculinity as well.

I met some wolves in New Orleans the other day. One girl with the fire is the beautiful Maya who I doubt she may want to do anything with me after that debut. I cannot change who I am. Everyone is different, but I'll remember to keep a close eye on her from now on after the first time. As for her significant other, I do respect him cause he was a kind man that I apologized to. Cadence was nice too. The other she-wolf, she tried to stick up for me but I don't expect any of that. I'm capable of taking care of myself. I could have used my surviving tools if need be, when in all doubt do what you have to do. It's what I learned from my Sensei.

I was given a card of the one they speak of, the Ulfric. The way Maya spoke of him was that I am suppose to get in touch with him. Call him or don't, she said. I prefer the latter(the first option). I already know that too. I am sure I felt powerful energy, so I can understand that. I must present myself unto him, I will definitely want to meet him one on one. I hope to make a good impression, be myself. Others come from several years in the St. Louis pack known as the Bringers. They are brave and clever. The Ulfric there was saddened to see me leave them. My infection came because they saw what I can do. Learned who I was by scooping. I am tougher, clever, brave, and good common sense. Egotistical is not me, though, most will describe it as such. I use what I have been taught. Trust my instincts. That is what I been doing.