Full Moon

Just thought I would write something new.


1. Midnight

I breathed in cold icy air. Crystals hung from me glistening in the moonlight. I knelt down and let the transformation take place. Gone was my short brown hair. White fur covered me and I shrugged off the cold. My ears pricked up. Somebody was calling me. "Marcus?" It was only Tom. He ran up to me and laughed. Grinning from ear to ear. "Are you really that desperate for a hunt?" I whined and gave him a quick growl. Running is so much better like this. More in tune with your senses. So I knew he was chasing me already. 

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