Kody knelt on the edge of the roof, his body hunched over. The bright moonlight reflected on his bare back, the sweat glistening. His skin had been screaming to feel the moon, but Kody had been resisting it for too long. He ran when he wanted to, not when the moon called. And running alone...well, that would never happen again.
A wave of pain ran down his spine, and the bones pushed against his flesh. They wanted out of the human form, but Kody wasn't ready yet. So he howled, a howl of pain and anger. Ever since becoming a werewolf, Kody fought against these forced changes. He didn't want to be like the other wolves, slaves to the moon. He wanted to be free in his own life.
Another howl, this one louder. His spine was now a full arch, but he didn't give in. Even though his head ached with a chorus of pounding drums, he didn't give in. His claws grew out, and he dug them into the shingles. Panting and heaving, Kody kept fighting.
He wasn't one of the strongest muscle man in the pack, but he had the will power. His strength of mind easly overpowered the larger wolves back home. But still, it wasn't enough to beat the moon's control. Not yet at least. Maybe tonight he would win. Then he could go inside, shower off the filth, and rest in the arms of the woman he loved.
His howl turned into a human scream of agony. (c)
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