Remus stared at Angela. Now she was awake, he didn't actually know what to say to her. It had been alright when they were both werewolves: nartural wolfish instincts took over. But now they were reasoning human beings and it was awkward again. Less than before but definately awkward.
"Um..." he said. "Good moring, Angela. How-how was your sleep?" Pathetic Lupin! You can do better than that! But Remus was sure what to say to his embarassed daughter, who was hiding her face in his chest.
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the moon is not shamed by the howling of the werewolves;
Fanfictionwhen Angela transforms into a werewolf, her mother throws her out of her house. With only the address of her father and some money for the road, Angela goes on a journey to meet her father. Will he like her? Accept her?
