Shana and Mae had hung around for some time before having to go down to the first floor to continue to help out, they had invited me but apparently there were a lot of staff there currently because the affected Werewolves that had moved from the city pitched in to help so I didn't need a lot of encouragement to pass up on their offer.
I didn't understand much of the technical terms that were used but apparently someone artificially mutated the familiar rabies virus and it was making Werewolves go rabid.
Rabid…
That was even worse than rogue Werewolves, whose defects were caused by emotional trauma.
They were keeping the news of it possibly being a virus from the rest of the Packs which was a good idea as it would cause nothing but panic, luckily it wasn't even contagious by bite because Werewolf saliva apparently had very high healing capabilities so the weakened virus had no effect.