11-14-2014, 05:03 AM
Rosemary looked up trustingly into her master's eyes and nodded. "Thank you, master." She said, and she meant it more than anything ever. No one had ever made her feel strong before, or safe the way he had. She felt the moonlight approaching, and closed her eyes, ready for it. The cool silvery light on her skin felt strange, almost like the lightest silk running over her. Slowly, she stood up and stepped back fully into the moonlight, eyes still closed. Suddenly, a feeling like molten lava running through her veins overtook her, causing her to gasp in pain. Waves of goosebumps broke out over her skin, followed by a cold sweat. In her mind, the wolf surged forward, impatient to be set free. With a shudder, Rosemary let go of her body. Her eyes snapped open, glowing bright blood red, and inky black fur erupted from her skin. Her form hunched, arms lengthening and legs shortening, face contorting into a snout as her teeth sharpened into inch-long fangs. Her hands turned to paws, and her nails became long, razor edged claws. A tail grew from the end of her spine, lashing back and forth. The transformation, though clearly painful, mercifully lasted only a few minutes. Finally, a great black wolf the color of the midnight sky stood where Rosemary had been, eyes glowing bright red, bestial but intelligent. The wolf threw it's head back and howled a long, joyous sound.
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