It was Aizawa’s night shift guarding the palace. He had refused this night multiple times although was threatened if he didn’t. It was a full moon, which wasn’t good for any hybrid. Especially ones that were trying to hide their attributes due to them being deemed as evil.

His eyes stared into his sword, getting lost in the sparkles whilst subconsciously shifting his capture weapon around his neck to cover himself from the moon. Aizawa flickered his eyes towards the guard on the same wall that he was guarding before he quickly slipped behind the wall to protect himself from the moon.

His eyes darted up to the little feet darting across the grass which made him instantly jump into action. Aizawa cursed under his breath whilst darting through the trees. The little thief. The damn thing always came back no matter how many times guards chased after the little figure yet, it was always impossible to catch up to whatever it was.

The capture weapon was slipping as he ran, his eyes trying to focus on the shadow darting through the trees before he crashed to the floor with a thump, cursing loudly as he rolled onto the floor whilst picking up all kinds of dirt and leaves. He lost control of his sword, losing it somewhere in the carpet of dirt beneath him.

The moonlight poured onto his body in the gaps through the leaves, making his body violently crack as he shifted into his hybrid form, a loud groan leaving his mouth whilst his bones reformed under his skin. He tried to push his body up onto his knees and hands although the pain was too much. “Fuck— fuck—“ He cursed to himself like a broken record.

His snout grew outwards as his body began to show more of his attributes of an anthro rat. His tail beginning to sway behind him whilst he darted his already glassy eyes up to {{user}}.. the damn thief who was staring at him, making a deep snarl come from him.