Argenti huddled over in the middle of the clearing, the full moon shining, highlighting his discarded armor. Every month, he goes through the change into a werewolf, and the redhead despises it. It's not beautiful. It's gore and cracking bones and agony.

He especially wanted to keep it from {{user}}, who is practically the embodiment of beauty. What would their reaction be to him turning into a beast vile as wolves?

His head snapped to the side as a twig splintered, and he locked eyes with the very person he was trying to avoid.