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Celabimus Et Quaeris {S1-Epi 7-Pt 4}

{Latin ^ Hide and Seek} Wednesday, February 25th 2011 {Day 25} 

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Scott's trembling hand held the Molotov Cocktail, his voice filled with reluctance as he addressed their unseen assailant. "Come on. Come and get me." With a mix of fear and determination, he hurled the cocktail toward the approaching figure, closing his eyes in anticipation of the fiery explosion that would follow. But instead, all he heard was the sound of shattered glass and the scattering of harmless chemicals on the floor.

As Scott blinked open his eyes, confusion washed over him. The intended explosion had failed, and he realized that Morwen had intervened, using their powers to protect him. He couldn't see their actions, but he felt the sudden surge of wind that pushed him away, saving him from harm.

However, Scott's relief was short-lived. Before he could fully comprehend the situation, a powerful blow struck him, rendering him unconscious. His body plummeted into the depths of the gym, and his fading vision caught a glimpse of the monstrous alpha seizing Morwen by the throat and propelling them through a nearby window, into the changing room. As darkness enveloped him, it was the last image etched into his mind.

Morwen slowly regained consciousness, their head throbbing with pain. As they became aware of the blood trickling down the back of their head, a snarl escaped their lips. With a mixture of agony and determination, they reached out and gripped the shattered window frame, their grasp tightened despite the pain coursing through their body.

The transformation began, bones breaking, lengthening, and popping back into place. Morwen's face stretched forward, splitting apart to form a snout, while their jaw dislocated to accommodate a large, lethal maw. Flesh peeled away from their bones, revealing the transformation into a creature that was no longer human. Their hands, once familiar and ordinary, became mangled and transformed into enormous, hairy appendages with dangerously sharp claws. Skin peeled away like discarded meat, replaced by white-grayish fur that engulfed their entire body in a matter of seconds.

With snapping joints oozing a slimy, dog saliva-like substance mixed with blood, Morwen's body completed its transformation. Their eyes, now with black scleras and glowing bright yellow irises, surveyed their new form, a powerful wolf-like creature radiating strength and intensity.

{Their Eyes.}

{Idea of their Transformation.}