Wolf In Sheen's Clothing

Part 2: The Animal

You jumped up in fear, crawling backward to distance yourself from the stranger. Now that he was standing right up, you could see his face. A thick beard, curly hair with grey streaks with branches tangled up in them. His eyes widened as he grinned at you, showing off his white straight teeth (during the day they would probably blind you).

"Hullo, it's Michael sheen."

You never thought that an introduction like that could sound so so threatening. The man closed in upon you, slow enough for you to get up and rush off. 

There's no luck in the wilderness. Nature will thwart on the worst moments.

Next thing you knew you were laying in a puddle of mud, covered in leaves and grass. Michael Sheen stood above you laughing at your mistakes."Now I got you" he muttered under his breath as he picked you up with ease,  he was much stronger than he looked. You tried to squirm out of his grip, hitting him, staining his plaid shirt with mud, but he did not care. 

He was hungry. And nothing would stop him from his feast.

The bearded man took you to the part of the forest you had never seen before, you'd never get out this place on your own. 

Pain filled your body as he dropped you onto the ground, branches jabbing into your back. You were surprised that he let go of you, but the shock only grew when you saw what happened to him next. His body was bending like he was possessed. Bones ripping through his fingertips, growing into huge claws, his feet turning into big cloven-hoofs. Clothes ripping, bones deforming, horns growing out of his skull as his ears elongated. Teeth becoming twice their size, while the flesh on his cheeks ripped, expanding his mouth, making it possible to bite off your head in go. His body was now covered in a thick coat of curly hair, except for the tail that grew out, it was more naked, like the tail of a rat or an opossum.

His eyes, now yellow, were staring right at you as the monstrous man let out a deep animalistic growl.