Author: Mama-Child09 PM
A girl changing into a wolf. Summary sucksRated: Fiction T - English - Supernatural - Words: 332 - Favs: 1 - Published: 02-14-13 - Status: Complete - id: 3101011
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A/N: Written by my younger sister. Tell me what you think of it.
The wind was howling, blowing her dark hair back, as her light eyes stared up at the full, blue moon. It had been nearly a century since the last blue moon was out and she chose to change. Off in the distance a light howl was heard. It was reminiscent of the past, when she was awakened from her slumber.
"It's time…" the wind whispered.
The sound of bones popping out of place echoed through the silent night. A painful scream was ripped from her throat, as her spine popped out of place. Her ribs cracked, before reforming stronger, more durable bones.
She hunched over, as her tailbone protruded from her backside, slowly gaining length. Muscles and tendons shot from where the bone protruded from the body, wrapping around it. Veins slowly slithered out, wrapping around the muscle in a warm embrace.
Pale skin bubbled to the surface, covering the sleek muscles and veins. Dark fur sprouted on the fleshy tail, covering it. Her clothes and skin exploded off her body, as blood poured from her wounds. It stopped halfway and went back onto her, forming the new skin. Dark fur sprang forth, as she let out another painful scream.
Sharp claws extended from human nails, the hands slowly but surely changing into those of a beast. Her ears grew, sharpening at the tip, as her face slowly protruded forward, forming into the snout of a ferocious beast.
Inhumanly pointed teeth glinted in the moonlight, as she snarled. Her pupils extended, forming into slits, as her eyes glowed with unholy rage. Shoes were ripped as claws shot out, forming into feet of the beast within.
Howls of acknowledgement rang through the night; their princess finally revealing herself to the creatures of the night.
With on final howl, she sped off, joining in the hunt. The wind muted the screams of terror, carrying away the scent of blood.