1 Moonlit Wolf

"Damn, catch that freaking dog!" A small figure rushed through the woods and leapt across several rocks and fallen trees. On all fours a silver wolf pup broke past his pursuers and dashed deeper into the woods.

"You useless pieces of shit, that was the last one, if you cant find him you're ass is done and I wont vouch for you." A group of armed soldiers watched their leader kick a chained woman to the ground before shoving her face to the ground. What he failed to notice was the unnatural look on the face of the usually passive prisoner. Slim muscles writhed and expanded before releasing large amounts of steam as if her blood was burning before the limb restraining chains simultaneously burst in all directions.

The unfortunate leader and few soldiers too close transformed into sieves and dropped to the ground instantly. The remaining soldier immediately went on guard and raised their shields and weapons before a wave of oppression swept through their hearts leaving them shaking. No longer a human yet now standing on two legs it turned its head at the remaining soldiers as the image of bloodlust materialized. The eyes of a hunter bore into the deepest parts of their mind and filled their pants with piss and left them stunned. The Moon shined highest at this moment and reflected off the snow white cur causing them them to blink. Many eyes remained that way and those that managed to open them wished they hadn't.

Further in the forest the wolf pup heard the sound of running water and dragged itself closer to the source. Now at the side of the lake drinking voraciously the pups body slowly transformed becoming slimmer before revealing a small child rapidly lapping up water. After drinking till the point of choking several times the wolf-child stay bent over the water staring at his haggard reflection.

The childish face and white hair were both in bad condition being ruined by the forest and exhaustion. before anything else could happen his nose barely twitched before he was seized by the neck with jaws pressing into his skin. Travelling more than 100 feet in a second he was thrown roughly on the ground and got a full view of the fanged monstrosity. The blood soaked fur standing up and the sharp eyes piercing into his made him turn into pup form and growl in defense. The Crimson wolf stepped closer as the blood dissipated revealing the originally white fur and it stopped down toward the pup. Still growling the pup backed further until it pressed into a tree. Without hesitation the wolf struck leaving the pup stunned. It constantly licked him matting down his fur over and over before standing over it and plopping down. With him squealing and trying to escape the Wolf relentlessly licked him until he stopped resisting and was stuck under its chest.

The young wolf eyes began to blur as the feeling went from annoying to nostalgic as if familiar to him. Closing his eyes he decided to rest and handle the situation when he next woke. Sensing the resting cub the wolf began to transform and resumed the form of the lady from before. She looked down at the naked human child across from her before settling down next to it again in Wolf form.