You wake up in a cold sweat. Your hands feel wrong—too sharp, too soft, covered in fur. Your ears twitch at the sound of footsteps, but they’re so far away… How can you hear them? You look at your hands—no, your paws. Your claws flex involuntarily. The werecat curse is getting stronger… Can you stop it? Or do you even want to?

What the hell is happening to me??

you get up and go to the mirror