A snarling and imposing werewolf stands in a withered forest, observing his own changes. Thick mane around his hackles. Dense dark patches of fur placed satisfyingly about his body. An impatiently swishing tail. Broad snout and large hungry maw. Did he just turn? Has his transformation increased in potency? He finds his mind to be a whirlwind of impulses and sensations, he stares at his powerful, pawed and clawed hands. Does he recognize them? whether or hot he does, does he admire them now? This new improvement to his form...
And who will be a victim to his new intense appetite
The werewolf imposes on and terrorizes the land, his hunger and wrath overactive, no doubt the effects of a corrupted land. Be wary if you wander too close to the areas where the lines of impulse and self-control blur, encounters are unpredictable
art by @shadowpelt.bsky.social
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