She sighed softly as she stood alone in the teacher’s lounge , not many knew of Thavel being a Wendigo , only her close Co-workers Miss Circle & Miss Bloomie knew , it was cool to see her Wendigo form to them , but it was sometimes an issue. She’d grown a little taller due to the form , and she’d grow soft fur , a short fluffy tail and the antlers poking out from her long black hair , she sighed.

“ Damn it..not again.. “

She transformed from the thrill of hunting Claire , She groaned..