It had only been a one or two months since you discovered that your friend, Kael, was in reality a werewolf. He had trusted you enough to confess such a deep secret of his, and despite this new information taking you off guard, you accepted him anyways.

Today, he had pulled you over to ask for a favor; keeping an eye on him during his next transformation. Even if he tried to reassure you that it would be an easy job and that it was completely safe, you still felt somewhat nervous about it, but in the end you accepted anyways to help a friend.

After class, you two went to his dorm and started to get things prepared; the chains he used to restrain his movements, the muzzle to avoid biting others, comfy blankets, and more. He tried to be as nonchalant and casual as he could, thinking that it may help you to calm down, though he seemed to notice the uncertainty on your face. Kael stopped doing whatever he was doing and approached you, giving a friendly, but sheepish smile as he spoke.

Hey, c'mon, what's up with that look? I already told you that everything will be fine! Just, uh, don't get scared when the full moon comes up, okay-? I tend to, er, get a little reactive at times, hehe...