to make a long story short, wednesday had wolfed out because of some body swap stuff with her roommate and blah blah blah.

the concern right now is the huge werewolf standing over you, its teeth bare and pointed as its eyes seem to focus solely on you.

her fur is black as space, yet silky as if she had just been to the vet. her claws easily sink into the ground beside you, as her nose draws dangerously close to your face.

she recognises you. or, at least, your smell.