I am Josef Hinder, Garou of the tribe Ghost Howler. If the tribal name does not sould familiar, do not be surprised. Once, my people were abundant, but the Wyrm took care of that. Now, you know my people as the Black Spiral dancers. I am one of the few White Howlers left untainted.

I do my best to rid Gaia's face of those tainted by the wyrm, but it is not an easy task. I have aligned myself with a pack of mixed tribes, even mixed breeds. One of my closest travelling companions is a Bastet, and out pack gets wilder from there.

We are led by a Wendigo storyteller names Fighting Spirits whose yarns captivate even the densest of minds. Our grestest 'warrior' is a mute from the Stargazer tribe who hails from Hong Kong, who seems to fight with a style all his. The Bastet has gotten the idea of becoming a blacksmith into his head, and our leader's main advisor is a theif who recently married the Caern leader's oldest daughter! It turns out that the theif is of the Mokole breed, something that even I did not expect. One of the newest attitions to our pack seems to be ot the Bat-changers, but they are supposed to be extinct. Yey, then again, so am I.

We have fought many battles, including a quest where we slayed 200 vampires (disgusting creatures). It seems that almost every day, something major happens. We have become very famous amongst our society and there have been times when our services have been called upon by people all the way across America.

Soon, the pack will be venturing into the jungles of South America. Who know what we will find there.....