🐺The Howling🐺

man of beasts or beast of man...lil did man know about human transformation and often sought to destroy what they didn't understand, my name is Crisstopher and I was born with a special gift, I was born a werewolf, but not anything like you would see in horror movies like a giant furry beast walking on two legs wearing ripped clothes, no that was just fantasy when I transformed I was just a very large black wolf with the intelligence of a man, the only time my killer instincts would take over was when I was physically hurt by someone or pissed off by someone, other than that I was a sweet-natured huge puppy dog, or at least so I thought...There was only one urge that I couldn't control no matter how hard I tried, and that was the mating instinct for wolves mate for life, and I knew the one for me was out there, I just had to find her.