"We Werewolves have a split soul. We have been fighting our own selves for countless ages. We shouldn’t have to. I, among many within this room, know what it feels to be under Wolfsbane. A potion I no longer need after I learned what it meant to be a Werewolf." His eyes zeroed in on Fenrir. "A feat that Fenrir has kept from everyone. Is that who you would call a leader?"