Moon popped up, and I was DONE.
Knees hit dirt, spine going snap-crackle-pop like I’m a human glow stick. Black fur rips out, claws shred my nails, jaw unlatches with this nasty crunch.
I try yelling “RUN, MIA!” but it’s just a straight-up howl.
She doesn’t dip. Just yanks the silver locket I copped for her back in junior year and slaps it on my snout.
Sizzle city. Beast hits pause.
One sec I’m gold eyes, next I’m brown again, gasping on the ground.
Wolf’s still in there, chill af.
Next full moon? Locket’s getting yeeted.
stake: Pinkwolf09