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They say the moon wakes the beast inside.

Its light separates the hunter from the hunted.

Those who run... from those who fight.

Oi.

I'm late. I'm late. Sorry. Excuse me.

Hey!

Trent!

- Hey. Come on! - Wait up!

Oi!

- Thanks for waiting. - Well, thanks for making us late.

We promised Mum we'd be home before dark. Whoa. Look at that.

Whoa. A Hunter's Moon.

Yah!

Stuffing your face again, Drew?

Oh, ooh.

Hi, Erin.

"Hi, Erin."

You dropped this.

Thanks.

Dream on, Drew.

Don't know what you mean.

Can we make it to the top of the hill? The crowd goes wild!

Oh.

Boys! Come and eat!

Move it or lose it.

Oi. Come back here.

What kept you?

Inside, the pair of you.

Well, I'm still going. I might see Erin.

Anything you want me to give her?

Hunter's Moon. Not seen one of them since--

Keep your voice down. It's time, Mack.

- We have to talk to Drew. - I don't know, Tilly.

We should have told him already. We took an oath.

If he finds out the truth, it changes everything.

I'll do it. Tonight.

After dinner.

It's like he's never been fed.

Not hungry, lad?

- Feels like my bones are burning. - Oh, you won't be needing this, then.

Hey!

Drew.

Trent. Help your dad fetch the flock before the storm hits.

- Hang on. I-- I did it yester-- - Come on. You heard her.

Drew, listen to me.

You have to leave. Tonight.

- What are you talking about? - You can't stay.

You're not like the rest of us.

What? Yes, I am.

I thought we'd have more time.

Whatever happens, just remember, you were always my boy.

You're not making any sense.

Take this with you.

Come away from the window.

Drew, move!

Shh!

What is that?

Stay back, Mum!

Drew! No!

Get away from my boy!

What was that?

Tilly.

Come on!

Mum!

You can't have him.

Mum!

- Come on! - Mum!

What's going on in there? Tilly!

Tilly, come here, my love!

Tilly, open the door!

Mum!

Go now. Go to Brackenholme.

Brackenholme?

I'm not leaving you.

Find Duke Bergan.

Say it.

"Find Duke Bergan."

He will help you. He'll show you the way.

- What do you mean? - You're the...

You're the...

Mum!

Drew, what have you done?

Mum? You killed her!

- Get back, Trent. Stay away from him! - Dad?

I should never have left her with you.

Trent.

Get back!

No!

Tilly.

Dad.

Dad!

Boy, throw me the poker. The silver one, quickly! Here!

- Where is he? - This way!

This way!

That way. He's over there!

- Quick! He's headed for the Dyrewood! - Wait! Why are you after Drew?

He killed Tilly.

- What? - It's true.

Bring the dogs!

I can get him, Dad. Leave him to me.

Draw your sword.

Trent, I'm your brother.

Not anymore!

Erin.

He's down there!

This way!

What's it gonna be, Drew?

Hunter or hunted?

Fight or flight?

What?

This is Wyldermen country.

So be on your guard.

Right. Ready for your final test?

Yes, Master.

Go find a place to make camp, and choose wisely.

Fend for yourself, and I'll return at first light.

- Take the map in case. - But--

I know, I know. One day you won't need it. But for now, keep it close.

Whatever happens, you can get back to Brackenholme.

Brackenholme?

Whitley. You've studied for this test?

Hm.

Then, by morning, you'll be a fully-fledged scout.

And if that doesn't impress my father...

Hm. My snare works, then.

- You don't look like a Wylderman. - That's because I'm not.

So, you're a thief, trying to steal my map.

Please, just cut me down.

And why would I help a thief with a stolen sword?

My name's Drew. Drew Ferran. I need to get to Brackenholme.

My mum said to find a man called Bergan?

Duke Bergan is never going to meet with a lowlife like you.

Whatever your mother says.

I haven't got time for this.

Look...

At least tell me who this Bergan is.

He's only the Duke of Brackenholme.

And if you'd ever seen him take the shape of the Great Bear in battle,

you wouldn't need to ask.

He's a Werelord?

The bravest. The last one to stand up for the people.

Against who?

- The Lions? - Enough questions!

- But-- - I'm passing this test.

So stay out of my way.

- No! - Master Hogan?

No!

- Hello? - Ugh.

Look... What about, if I help you, you tell me what I need to know.

Whoa!

Oh no.

What is it?

It looks like some kind of...

Shh.

Wyldermen!

Master Hogan!

Run, child!

I'm not leaving you!

Chancer!

The map!

No!

Why did they attack?

Whatever this place is, it's important to them.

We need to get out of here.

Can't... breathe.

Poisoned arrow.

- You need to get him to Brackenholme? - The map's gone.

But he knows the way.

And he's in no state to guide us.

- We need to fix him. - With what?

We need yellowstem. I know where to look.

Well, don't just sit there. Come on!

I don't understand.

She loved him.

- He was her favorite. - He was never like us.

All this time... Is he even my brother?

I'm sorry, son. It's just you and me now.

Lion Troopers.

Erin, get inside.

- We can't stay here. Let's go. - I'm not going like nothing's happened.

Someone needs to make Drew pay.

Trent, wait.

They're the law.

I'm telling them what he did.

Trent, watch what you say to them!

- Back up, boy. - You're looking for Drew Ferran.

I can help you.

I'm his brother.

Was his brother.

Let's hear what he has to say.

Trent, no.

Boy's got friends in Motley. Turn it upside down!

Find him. Whatever it takes!

Up there!

I've got him. It's all right, Master. I'm here.

He's getting worse.

You stay with him. Let me get the yellowstem.

Whatever. Just don't come back without it.

- And you'll get me to Brackenholme? - Yeah, if he lives.

If he doesn't, we all die here.

Well, what are you waiting for? Go!

Yellowstem.

Mind the moss!

That is not moss.

Whoa!

I can't move!

Drew!

He can't be. I'll be back, Master. I promise.

Hold on. I'm coming!

Easy, easy.

Will he live?

We've bought him some time. If his fever breaks.

- Thank you. - Don't look at me.

- Don't you know what you are? - Some kind of freak?

You're a Werelord.

It takes one to know one.

You're a...

I'm a Bearlord.

So what does that make me?

Well, you must come from one of Lyssia's seven great houses.

You don't have any idea?

My mum, she knew, I think. She didn't get a chance to tell me.

Why do you need to see Duke Bergan so badly?

She made me promise. It was the last thing she said to me.

I'm sorry.

Well, whatever you are, I don't believe you're with the Lions,

or you'd have left us to the Wyldermen.

- Why would the Lions want you dead? - Because King Leopold is a tyrant.

He's put down every rebel since he stole the crown.

Stole it?

- From the Wolf. - That's not right.

It is, Drew.

Each realm had its own Werelord.

Sharks...

and Stags.

Rats and Bears.

Like Duke Bergan.

And all the Werelords pledged allegiance to the noble Wolves

until the Lions came and destroyed them.

The Wolves held Lyssia together for centuries.

Now the Lions have all Seven Realms by the throat.

Everybody lost someone when the Lions came.

Parent, neighbor,

sister.

What the world would give for the return of a Wolf.

But I thought the Wolf was the tyrant.

That's what the Lions want you to believe.

Join us. We need all the Werelords we can recruit.

Why me?

- A rebellion has to start somewhere. - Rebellion?

Duke Bergan will tell you what you are.

With any luck, it might spur the old Bear into action.

Wyldermen.

Shh. Master. You're safe.

An Orb Spider.

We dealt with it.

Idiots.

The Wyldermen worship Orb Spiders.

- What does he mean? - Oh no.

The clearing.

- Those bones. - They were laid out like a web.

You disturbed their shrine.

And now you've killed one of their gods.

We need to move.

This way!

The Dymling Road!

There it is!

We made it! Come on. Let's keep moving.

Come on, Chancer!

- What's gotten into you? - Something's wrong.

They're hunting us. They're right behind.

That's what they wanted us to think.

They're herding us. It's a trap!

Whitley!

You.

Get back!

Chancer, come on!

Drew, where are you?!

Go to Brackenholme. Find Duke Bergan.

Wake the healers at the White Oak. Take Hogan straight to them.

Father!

This is your father?

You are not going to believe what I have brought home with me.

Other than a pack of Wyldermen?

And a boy?

Oh, he's more than that. He's a Werelord.

A new one.

Get him up.

My, um...

My mum sent me.

She said you'd help me. Help me to--

I don't have time for this.

Ah, ah!

We don't want you here!

Please! Just hear me out!

Leave! Now!

But... But, Father!

No, Whitley.

Wait...

But we need him. To fight back against the Lions.

Keep your voice down. The Lions are already here.

Whitley!

On your way.

What beast am I?

Do I run for my life...

or fight for it?

Only the Wolves could have made a stand against the Lions,

and they're gone.

You're not listening!

Huh? What's going on?

- Father! - No.

Drew.

Drew?!

Drew Ferran.

You're a... You're a Wolf.

A Wolf?

The Wolf.

What's going on? Whitley!

Get back!

- Drew! - Whitley?

Where are you taking him? Father!

Stop! Please!

Whitley!

Drew!