Blood Wolf

 The dark silents of the forest is shattered by a scream the man falls to the ground. He is in such pain the source being a bite in his leg. He was a hunter and on his most recent hunt while stalking his prey he was attacked by a monstrous wolf. The attack was swift but the hunter was experience and was able to escape with his life but was bitten in his leg. He had moved hoping to get to the village and find help but the pain had grown and now he could not walk. He pulled up the leg of his pants and look at the bit it had darkened as though infected and black veins had extended from the bite traveling up his leg. He let the pant leg fall and began to crawl, he knew that he would like lose his leg or die but only if he could find help.  

Suddenly a new pain fiercer than what came before stop his movement. He felt searing pain running through his body as though every nerve was one fire. The pain pulsated as he heard snaps and he saw his parts of his body begin to warp. He writhed and screamed as he saw his body deform and stretch. He saw his arms and legs extend out and his hands grow his fingers becoming longer. He felt his spine warping becoming bent and his jaws extending out. He felt burning pain inside as his insides began to shift. During the warping of his body the man's skin began to peel away revealing new pale skin. The pain became dull as the warping stopped the man’s voice had broken long before that point. As the pain dulled a terrible itch began as hair began to grow over his body and he claws and his teeth became sharp. He lay there only able to emit whimpers, the warping had ripped his clothing and he lay in piles of torn bloody skin. The pain was dulled but the man still could not move and suddenly he aware of a presence a terrible animalistic presence full of animalistic hunger. The man feared the presence was an animal coming to attack him as he lay prone. A dawning horror came upon him as he realized that the presence was in his mind. He screamed again as the animal presence engulf him. 

The beast awoke the man was gone. The beast rose like a wolf in appearance it’s fur the red of blood. The beast felt the deep pangs of hunger and it raised it nose smelling it caught the scent of prey. The beast tore through the forest in the direction of its prey, it took it prey before it was even aware. A memory stirred in the beast mind the prey was called a man, but the beast cared little as it began to feed. The beast stated it hunger and rose sniffing the air again it smelt more prey and moved in that direction he came to the edge of the forest. The beast stirred more memories as it looked upon a village The beast rose and raised it head and howled. The howl rolled over the village and the forest a declaration at it was here and that this was it hunting ground.