The Lone Wolf
Chapter Three: The Curse of the Moon.
Link was trudging along the path he had followed the Dinalfos troops on. He was tired,
and very hot, even though it was winter.
The spell the Wizzrobe had cast had left his drained of energy. He was dazed, and it
was hard for him to form thoughts.
He trudged onward, not realizing that he was not going in the proper direction to get
back to Hyrule.
* * * *
A few days travel found Link at a small Village deep in the forest. He was confused, as
he had not passed any sign of civilization since he had left Hyrule.
Link searched the village, and found it oddly deserted. He looked around, and only
found some ancient moth eaten clothing, no food or provisions at all.
He slept that night in one of the houses on a dry mat of woven grass, it wasn't much, but
it was better than sleeping on the cold snowy ground.
* * * *
The next day, he set off again, this time, going the other way. His head was still
clouded slightly, but he now had his sense of direction back.
As Link walked down the path, a chill wind whipped up, bearing along large black
clouds. Link wrapped the cloak around him to shield him from the wind, but he was still
feeling a prickling heat all over his body, he couldn't get cool as hard as he tried.
* * * *
As the snowstorm billowed overhead, a dark form lurked behind the trees, watching
Link from the dark shadows.
It followed him for almost a whole day, till he had passed beyond the area around the
creatures cave, there it waited for him to go around a bend, and out of sight before it leapt
from it's hiding place, and sniffed the ground where he had walked.
The creature jerked its head up as it recognized the sent. It did not know Link in any
direct way, but there was an unmistakable undertone to the scent, that prickled at the
creature's nose.
The creature then left its territory and continued to follow Link down the path.
* * * *
Link was walking down the path, forging through the blizzard, when he heard a
snapping twig behind him, he whirled around, and looked behind him, yet he couldn't see
anything other than trees.
"Is anybody there?" he called.
Silence, other than the howling wind, was all he heard, so he continued on.
A few minutes later, Link heard something behind him crunch the snow. This time he
whirled around, and glanced about. He stooped down and gathered a handful of snow in
a gloved hand, formed it into a ball, and threw it in the direction of the sound he heard.
It impacted on what he thought had been a shadow, and it snuffled and shook.
Link drew his sword quickly to defend himself, but the creature just stared at him, it's
eyes distinguishable now that Link knew it was there.
"Huh?" Link Said confused, the creature whined at him.
"A wolf?" Link said aloud. It was indeed one, its fur was black with a dark brown
underbelly.
Link readied his shield. "Shoo, go on, shoo!"
The wolf looked at him for a minute, then turned and slowly walked back the way it
came. Link waited for a minute, and saw it look back at him when it got a few meters
away.
"GO!" Link shouted through the blowing snow. The black wolf turned and loped off.
Link sheathed his sword and shield again, shook his head tiredly, and trudged off again.
* * * *
It was the next night that Link found himself by the edge of a small lake. That whole
day the heat he'd been feeling from the spell had gotten worse, and was nearly
unbearable now.
Link rested his sword and shield against a tree and went to the lake edge. It's top was
frozen over, so he grabbed a small handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth.
The icy coolness of the snow was a welcome thing. He kneeled back against a tree
trunk, rested his eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Overhead, the clouds began to part, and the moonlight from a full moon began to shine
down on the still lake.
As he lay there, a small sparkle of pale white light shot from the moon. It was quite like
one of the spirits that played around Link when he was in the lost woods.
The sparkle of light hovered in front of link, and slowly moved toward him, and touched
him on the chest right above his heart, the sparkle went into his chest without causing
Link any feeling of pain, or otherwise.
The clouds overhead cleared, till the sky was covered with stars, and the bright, pale full
moon hung high overhead in the inky sky.
* * * *
It was only a few hours before Link awoke again, the heat had gotten a lot worse. So he
stood and started to take off the fur coat around him, but as he started to move, a twinge
of pain in his side caused him to fall to his knees.
"AAAHHHH!!!" He yelled in pain. Other sudden stabbing pains started to rip through
his body, and his clothes suddenly became very tight.
Link tore at his clothing with his hands, but the gloves prevented him from doing
anything. He fell on his stomach from the pain as he started to convulse.
Link's muscles bulged and swelled, and white hair started to grow rapidly from his skin.
His pant legs and sleeves tore open, and the back of his shirt ripped in two. His face
twisted and contorted into a muzzle, his ears shifted from the sides of his head, and the
same white hair began to grow everywhere. A scream of terror and agony turned into a
loud howl. His gloves tore apart, and revealed what looked like a cross between a wolf
paw and a Hylian hand replaced his own, as it's fingers were shorter, and it had long,
tough black claws. His boots were suddenly painfully tight, Link tore them frantically
off with the claws on his hands, literally, and they became leather shreds on the ground.
Link's pant's even seemed very tight around the seat, and out of nowhere, a long, fluffy
tail burst from it.
Link's legs were changing as well. At the ankle joint, they twisted back into another
joint and went down into a large padded paw with longer and thicker claws than his
hands.
Link's body became dramatically more muscular, and larger, by the time his body
stopped changing, his body was almost 9 feet long (that's like two feet taller than Ganon)
and his muscles could have put Darunia to shame.
Link's body felt like it had just been trampled over by a stampede of cattle, and he
collapsed where he was into an exhausted heap where he was and fell unconscious.
* * * *
When he awoke, Link didn't feel the prickling heat any longer, and his head felt clear
for the first time since he'd been hit with the Wizzrobe's spell.
Link reached up to run his hand through his hair, but found it wasn't there! With a start,
he tried to scramble to his feet, but his leg's wouldn't hold his weight the same way, and
he collapsed on his face, slightly bruising his nose, which was way too long.
He held his nose, and found a long slender muzzle there instead, along with his jaw, just
like a wolf.
Link looked down at himself, and was in for a huge shock.
He was a white werewolf.
Not like a Wolfos, mind you, his legs were longer, better defined, and his hand's
weren't like the crude burly paws of the Wolfos'. And his muzzle wasn't like theirs, it
was long and thin, the Wolfos' muzzles were twisted, almost nothing at all like a wolf's
muzzle.
Link felt behind his head, the ears were atop his head, and to a touch, they flicked
involuntarily. There was a thick ruff of fur starting behind his head, and running down
around his throat.
He experimentally stood up, unsteady on his new legs, and held onto the nearest tree for
support.
He looked down at his body, it was covered in pure, pale, snow-white fur, every part of
his body was white, in fact, it was difficult to distinguish his own fur from the snow on
the ground.
Looking down at the ground, he noticed that the snow was shining resiliently, from the
sun shining overhead, which meant that he was still in the were wolf form in the day
time.
"By Din, Nayru and Farore, I'm a wolf man!" Link exclaimed, his legs, already
unsteady, got very shaky, and he slid down to the snow-covered ground.
Chapter Three: The Curse of the Moon.
Link was trudging along the path he had followed the Dinalfos troops on. He was tired,
and very hot, even though it was winter.
The spell the Wizzrobe had cast had left his drained of energy. He was dazed, and it
was hard for him to form thoughts.
He trudged onward, not realizing that he was not going in the proper direction to get
back to Hyrule.
* * * *
A few days travel found Link at a small Village deep in the forest. He was confused, as
he had not passed any sign of civilization since he had left Hyrule.
Link searched the village, and found it oddly deserted. He looked around, and only
found some ancient moth eaten clothing, no food or provisions at all.
He slept that night in one of the houses on a dry mat of woven grass, it wasn't much, but
it was better than sleeping on the cold snowy ground.
* * * *
The next day, he set off again, this time, going the other way. His head was still
clouded slightly, but he now had his sense of direction back.
As Link walked down the path, a chill wind whipped up, bearing along large black
clouds. Link wrapped the cloak around him to shield him from the wind, but he was still
feeling a prickling heat all over his body, he couldn't get cool as hard as he tried.
* * * *
As the snowstorm billowed overhead, a dark form lurked behind the trees, watching
Link from the dark shadows.
It followed him for almost a whole day, till he had passed beyond the area around the
creatures cave, there it waited for him to go around a bend, and out of sight before it leapt
from it's hiding place, and sniffed the ground where he had walked.
The creature jerked its head up as it recognized the sent. It did not know Link in any
direct way, but there was an unmistakable undertone to the scent, that prickled at the
creature's nose.
The creature then left its territory and continued to follow Link down the path.
* * * *
Link was walking down the path, forging through the blizzard, when he heard a
snapping twig behind him, he whirled around, and looked behind him, yet he couldn't see
anything other than trees.
"Is anybody there?" he called.
Silence, other than the howling wind, was all he heard, so he continued on.
A few minutes later, Link heard something behind him crunch the snow. This time he
whirled around, and glanced about. He stooped down and gathered a handful of snow in
a gloved hand, formed it into a ball, and threw it in the direction of the sound he heard.
It impacted on what he thought had been a shadow, and it snuffled and shook.
Link drew his sword quickly to defend himself, but the creature just stared at him, it's
eyes distinguishable now that Link knew it was there.
"Huh?" Link Said confused, the creature whined at him.
"A wolf?" Link said aloud. It was indeed one, its fur was black with a dark brown
underbelly.
Link readied his shield. "Shoo, go on, shoo!"
The wolf looked at him for a minute, then turned and slowly walked back the way it
came. Link waited for a minute, and saw it look back at him when it got a few meters
away.
"GO!" Link shouted through the blowing snow. The black wolf turned and loped off.
Link sheathed his sword and shield again, shook his head tiredly, and trudged off again.
* * * *
It was the next night that Link found himself by the edge of a small lake. That whole
day the heat he'd been feeling from the spell had gotten worse, and was nearly
unbearable now.
Link rested his sword and shield against a tree and went to the lake edge. It's top was
frozen over, so he grabbed a small handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth.
The icy coolness of the snow was a welcome thing. He kneeled back against a tree
trunk, rested his eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Overhead, the clouds began to part, and the moonlight from a full moon began to shine
down on the still lake.
As he lay there, a small sparkle of pale white light shot from the moon. It was quite like
one of the spirits that played around Link when he was in the lost woods.
The sparkle of light hovered in front of link, and slowly moved toward him, and touched
him on the chest right above his heart, the sparkle went into his chest without causing
Link any feeling of pain, or otherwise.
The clouds overhead cleared, till the sky was covered with stars, and the bright, pale full
moon hung high overhead in the inky sky.
* * * *
It was only a few hours before Link awoke again, the heat had gotten a lot worse. So he
stood and started to take off the fur coat around him, but as he started to move, a twinge
of pain in his side caused him to fall to his knees.
"AAAHHHH!!!" He yelled in pain. Other sudden stabbing pains started to rip through
his body, and his clothes suddenly became very tight.
Link tore at his clothing with his hands, but the gloves prevented him from doing
anything. He fell on his stomach from the pain as he started to convulse.
Link's muscles bulged and swelled, and white hair started to grow rapidly from his skin.
His pant legs and sleeves tore open, and the back of his shirt ripped in two. His face
twisted and contorted into a muzzle, his ears shifted from the sides of his head, and the
same white hair began to grow everywhere. A scream of terror and agony turned into a
loud howl. His gloves tore apart, and revealed what looked like a cross between a wolf
paw and a Hylian hand replaced his own, as it's fingers were shorter, and it had long,
tough black claws. His boots were suddenly painfully tight, Link tore them frantically
off with the claws on his hands, literally, and they became leather shreds on the ground.
Link's pant's even seemed very tight around the seat, and out of nowhere, a long, fluffy
tail burst from it.
Link's legs were changing as well. At the ankle joint, they twisted back into another
joint and went down into a large padded paw with longer and thicker claws than his
hands.
Link's body became dramatically more muscular, and larger, by the time his body
stopped changing, his body was almost 9 feet long (that's like two feet taller than Ganon)
and his muscles could have put Darunia to shame.
Link's body felt like it had just been trampled over by a stampede of cattle, and he
collapsed where he was into an exhausted heap where he was and fell unconscious.
* * * *
When he awoke, Link didn't feel the prickling heat any longer, and his head felt clear
for the first time since he'd been hit with the Wizzrobe's spell.
Link reached up to run his hand through his hair, but found it wasn't there! With a start,
he tried to scramble to his feet, but his leg's wouldn't hold his weight the same way, and
he collapsed on his face, slightly bruising his nose, which was way too long.
He held his nose, and found a long slender muzzle there instead, along with his jaw, just
like a wolf.
Link looked down at himself, and was in for a huge shock.
He was a white werewolf.
Not like a Wolfos, mind you, his legs were longer, better defined, and his hand's
weren't like the crude burly paws of the Wolfos'. And his muzzle wasn't like theirs, it
was long and thin, the Wolfos' muzzles were twisted, almost nothing at all like a wolf's
muzzle.
Link felt behind his head, the ears were atop his head, and to a touch, they flicked
involuntarily. There was a thick ruff of fur starting behind his head, and running down
around his throat.
He experimentally stood up, unsteady on his new legs, and held onto the nearest tree for
support.
He looked down at his body, it was covered in pure, pale, snow-white fur, every part of
his body was white, in fact, it was difficult to distinguish his own fur from the snow on
the ground.
Looking down at the ground, he noticed that the snow was shining resiliently, from the
sun shining overhead, which meant that he was still in the were wolf form in the day
time.
"By Din, Nayru and Farore, I'm a wolf man!" Link exclaimed, his legs, already
unsteady, got very shaky, and he slid down to the snow-covered ground.