Disclaimer: Don't own any HP chars, yada yada yada. JK owns 'em and she's bloody
freaking rich.
They didn't know what it was like to be free. Truly free. They feared what freedom I had,
the freedom to change. So what did they do? They shunned me. I didn't mind, I couldn't
even blame them, they couldn't change to the Inner Beast, so they had to let it out some way
or another. Maybe they poured it into their hate for me.
I tear myself away from these thoughts and focus on the sweet feel of the cool night air against
my fur. The fur that they don't have. The fur they can't take away from me. My freedom. I am
able to run the night path beneath a full moon in the forest, being feared by little. Prey and
pretador alike, not many were a match for a wolf. Another reason for them to fear me.
Whatever, they owed it to me. I was quiet enough in human form, why did I have to be
quiet as I was in my fur? Why couldn't I do as was intended in the little time I changed only
thrice a month? I could, that was what made them different to me. For them, only the females
acted different once a month. I snicker as I remember it all to well.
I run. Run from humanity. Run from reality. Run from responsilibility. Run from my human
body which the Moon took away from me thrice a month as a gift to me. Run from being
afraid. Afraid for my future. Afraid for the future in general. Afraid for what tomorow brings.
The next hour. Next minute. Next second.
But isn't that why I'm running? So I don't have to think about it? What to think about....
Sirius. There's something that would bring a smile to my face if my muzzle allowed it. He
could change with me. He changed for me. I wonder if he loved me the same way I loved
him. I don't know. He seemed more of a ladie's man. Maybe I could change that. Being a
wolf thrice a month had it's advantages...
A/N: Hmmm...Promising. Write more? You decide.
freaking rich.
They didn't know what it was like to be free. Truly free. They feared what freedom I had,
the freedom to change. So what did they do? They shunned me. I didn't mind, I couldn't
even blame them, they couldn't change to the Inner Beast, so they had to let it out some way
or another. Maybe they poured it into their hate for me.
I tear myself away from these thoughts and focus on the sweet feel of the cool night air against
my fur. The fur that they don't have. The fur they can't take away from me. My freedom. I am
able to run the night path beneath a full moon in the forest, being feared by little. Prey and
pretador alike, not many were a match for a wolf. Another reason for them to fear me.
Whatever, they owed it to me. I was quiet enough in human form, why did I have to be
quiet as I was in my fur? Why couldn't I do as was intended in the little time I changed only
thrice a month? I could, that was what made them different to me. For them, only the females
acted different once a month. I snicker as I remember it all to well.
I run. Run from humanity. Run from reality. Run from responsilibility. Run from my human
body which the Moon took away from me thrice a month as a gift to me. Run from being
afraid. Afraid for my future. Afraid for the future in general. Afraid for what tomorow brings.
The next hour. Next minute. Next second.
But isn't that why I'm running? So I don't have to think about it? What to think about....
Sirius. There's something that would bring a smile to my face if my muzzle allowed it. He
could change with me. He changed for me. I wonder if he loved me the same way I loved
him. I don't know. He seemed more of a ladie's man. Maybe I could change that. Being a
wolf thrice a month had it's advantages...
A/N: Hmmm...Promising. Write more? You decide.
