The carriage chattered slightly as it went down the rocky forest path. It was a cloudy night, and a soft breeze snaked its way through the trees. A full moon rested in the sky, hidden by a thick layer of clouds. As the carriage continued on its way, a gust of wind managed to make its way into the compartment, rustling the patrons within. Both passengers – Kasane and Celty – were met with a flurry of leaves and dirt. After the wind settled, the two were met with a mess all around the cabin and their clothing.
"Honestly, what troublesome weather." Kasane said.
She neatly picked off the leaves that had landed on her tail coat and trousers. After removing the debris on her clothes, she proceeded to throw out any other outstanding pieces of rubbish around the carriage.
"It's not that bad, is it? It's quite cool out, at least." Celty wrote, showing the notepad to Kasane.
Kasane just looked on dismissively, still troubled by the mess that maintained in the carriage. After traveling a while further, the carriage soon stopped, now looking onto a narrow path that it could no longer follow. Kasane looked out the window, clicking her tongue in annoyance. She turned to Celty, reporting the situation to her.
"It looks like we'll have to go on foot from here." She said, already opening the door.
Kasane continued to leave the carriage, and held out a hand to help Celty leave as well. Celty stepped outside, holding up the skirt of her red ballgown. Her long, black gloves blended with the dark night, her red choker defying it instead. Grabbing her cane, Kasane began walking down the path, with Celty going along with her. The two headed deeper into the woods, the moon's light now slightly peeking through the clouds. After a while, Kasane stopped and turned towards Celty.
"I wanted to ask you something, Celty." Kasane said.
"What is it?" Celty wrote.
"Well, from the time we've been together, I've developed feelings for you, and I think you have as well."
"Yes, I have."
"So... Would you give me your hand in marriage?"
Celty, taken aback by the proposal, thought about it for a moment, and wrote a 'yes' for Kasane.
"I'm glad." Kasane said, smiling. "I have something to tell you, Celty."
"Something else?" Celty responded.
"I'm not like other ladies."
"I know, that's why I love you." Celty wrote back.
"I mean, I'm different."
"What do you mean?"
As Celty was writing this, the clouds disguising the moon had dissipated, displaying the object in full view. As its light hit the couple, Kasane keeled over, grunting agony. Concerned, Celty bore near Kasane.
"Get away!" Kasane yelled, turning her head to Celty.
Her eyes had turned yellow, her pupils like a cat's. Her canines had grown to great lengths, and her face was overall terrifying. Celty backed away, however she still witnessed the rest of Kasane's gross transformation. Hair grew all over her body, long whiskers sprouting out of her face. Her ears became pointed, and claws grew out of her fingernails. Before Celty could process what was going on, Kasane had lost any resemblance of humanity, and had become a full lycanthrope. She let out a horrible screech that echoed throughout the forest. Terrified, Celty began running away from the monstrosity, getting lost in the thick woods. The beast sprinted after her, its bloodlust making it run wild. Celty looked behind her, seeing that the werewolf was gaining ground quickly. As she was about to turn her head back, she tripped over a branch she failed to notice. Falling face first, her first instinct was to turn over on her back. As she did so, she was met with the face of the monster staring into her own.