Shapeshifting

I run into the woods. I look at the moon. I cry out to it as my bones crack, forming into something anew. My nails grow long, as my skin goes white and sprouts small but thick white hair. My ears grow long like stalks,as my hair goes white. I bend over in pain and pleasure as my bones form into a faster moving creature: my hind legs grow shorter as my tailbone grows out. My jaw cracks as it juts out and forms a muzzle. I howl to the moonas I run offinto the night. Along with the spirit of the wolf guiding me.

Reviews

[The Archangel Gabriel]

Spirit-

That is pretty cool! You should consider doing a collaboration with Ice Queen of the Vampires. You guys could do a war between the vampires and the werewolves with each of you doing your specialty!

-Gabe