My fur swished in the wind, my head bowed down to the grown.
I was the last left of my kind.
I had to witness every single death of my family.
Blood stained everything..
I walked away from where my dead family lay.
I had to transform into my human form, I couldn't stay a wolf forever.
Only if I could I would be able to stay away from harm, and would stay free.
But if I say like this my life span will soon weaken..
I sat in the forest preparing for the transformation, I knew it will bring great pain, my body parts will form into my human form.
I focused all my thoughts onto changing.
I let out a shaky breath.
A wind was soon surrounding me.
Spain's POV,
"Ah tomato's!" I say with a cheer.
"Shut up tomato bastard! And just-a pick the god-a damn tomato's" Romano said in his grumpy voice.
I laugh at his grouchiness.
I continued to pick the red fruit.
A strange wind passed us, it wasn't like any other wind, it was more of a... Magical wind?
"What-a is up with this as wind!" Romano screached quite freaked out.
"The weather man didn't say anything about wind" I say out loud.
The wind seemed to be coming from the forest near by, I had heard of werewolf's meant to be living there, but never beloved in such silliness, its like believing that England's cooking was good!
Your POV,
My fur started to weather away and my ears morphed into normal human ears.
My bones cracked into a human figure.
I hissed at the change, the last time had been human was a while back, a few years before the insident happend.
I didn't like the humans for doing such horrible things to my family, because if them they all died.
I hated it to call myself part human..
After in was human again, I sighed at the my naked human body.
I heard a gasp from behind a tree, I panicked and fainted.
Spain's POV,
I followed the source if the wind.
Romano creeping behind me.
"I-a don't a like this" he huffed out.
"Yes, its a little creepy" I sighed out.
We soon found ourselves standing behind a tree looking at a (colour) wolf.
The wolf seemed to be the source of the wind.
"Wha-" Romano tried to speak but I slapped my hand over his mouth telling him to be quiet.
We turned our attention the the wolf.
It was forming into so thing else.
It couldn't be.. A-a werewolf?
Me and Romano started to shake.
The rumours couldn't be true could they?
The (colour) wolf was now a gorgeous (colour) haired girl.
