I wake up, drowsy and wounded. I am in my human form with a shooting pain in my shoulder, suddenly everything comes back to me.
I know, I was wandering in the forest, it was a full moon of course, Usarian my mate had gone missing no scent trails, no paw prints, no carcass, no evidence. He was lost. In the distance I could make out a small group of elk drinking from the water stream freshly melted. I ran down into a bush, prowling to spot and injury. Finally I spotted one it looked old, sick and had a funny smell. I pounced out, they all scattered, as I tried to chase my prey I was distracted by a shining light in the snow. It was different to anything I had seen here before. As I carefully moved toward the object, inspecting it as I went I tried pawing it, nothing, liking it, nothing, biting it... SNAP!
