[Log: Marie and Open] Who: Marie and OPEN What: Full moon wolfie things Where: The woods, edge of pack territory When: Just after sundown Warnings/Rating: N/A
Changing still sucked. It didn't get better no matter how many times she went through it. It hurt, it was uncomfortable and the moment she turned, the harder it was to stay herself. The wolf wanted to take over, it wanted her to be more than just the girl, it wanted to run and hunt. She hunkered down near the water, trying to keep her wits about her, or she did until she heard it, the howl, the call, the answers.
There was no avoiding the pull, the way it tugged at her and made her feel welcome, like she might belong somewhere. That howl, it sounded familiar and different at the same time. The wolf had control of her feet before she realized she was there, on the edge of the pack's territory, pawing at it and sniffing, before whining and sitting, head on her paws, waiting.