I could feel my senses snare. I had lost control over my mind and body. My soul was driving me. My wolf instincts lead me leaping towards my innocent prey. I snatched it, took it and ate it. Oh, how I was so hungry. It drove me up the wall. I ate, and finally feeling satisfied, the animal inside me backed away and died down. And then I felt like I was morphing. My eyesight became further from the ground, I stood on two feet again. My tail had disappeared. Wait, tail? Where was I? ----------------------------- Clove is a werewolf. And she needs to run. -------------------------- All rights to the creator/owner of this cover. This is an original story.