Disclaimer: None of the Harry Potter characters are mine, I'm just
borrowing them so that our two favourite canines can get some action.
Thanks to:
Passionflower: Poor you, first exam then reviewer gives no gratitude. Well the teddy bears sound good go I suggest summoning them up lol.
Tara6: Aye Poor Siri but don't worry, he'll be able to be his traditional rebellious self when Full Moon/Lupercalia has passed.
Elrohir Lover: Well you did do something special. Friends can be...well you can't always be sure how trustworthy some can be. Don't get me wrong, Leila (Otherwise known as Miss Lupin, she hates when I sing 'Loony Loopy Lupin' at her lol!) has and always will be around but others...nevermind, you don't need my life story. Damn you, I've been wanting a Motorbike for years but mum said I had to choose between the bike or the tattoo...tattoo won lol. Yes, of course you can email me, it's in my bio feel free. Be nice to have someone other then Miss Lupin and Miss Prongs to talk to. I'm sorry about your horse, I had to put my faithful cat down not long ago (Figaro my beloved best friend) and I cried so hard. I wouldn't believe it at first.
Happo: Lol, torture method quite effective I feel. Now if you'll excuse me (Dives into plushie pile, hits head against GuyUnderPressure, clutches head as she groans).
GuyUnderPressure: Wouldn't mind shuffling to the right would you?
Katfay: You get to find out now lol!
Hp-Azn: Well here's a Full Moon jobbie, it won't quench your first but it isn't as fluffy.
Enelya Aldarion: Lol Lupercalia can make even the most respectable werewolf a horny torturer (grins). Nah, I didn't picture Sirius and Remus to look like they did in the film but if they can really capture the personality (Gary Oldman I feel shall have no problem acting a little out of it) then all shall be forgiven. It's the quality of acting that I want, I don't care if it's spot on to how they look for me because Harry to me doesn't look like Daniel Radcliffe (Although he's very close). But seriously, that transformation and Padfoot defending the kids scene (shivers) effing amazing! And it was only like two seconds on the trailer!
Jenna: Lol, glad I could lighten up your day...except after 'Stop All the Clocks', your threat made me laugh, in a good way though!
Arigazi: LMAO now that would be a funny scene: Cara; "What were you like with Sirius?" Remus; "I used sex as a weapon." Cara; "...oh right." Van Helsing my dear was –amazing- but you can't go in a totally serious mind because yes, there is the traditional Dracula accent and such but –oh my god- were the werewolves amazing. But nightmares? I highly doubt that, you'd get them from watching 'American Werewolf in London' but not this. Here you're just going 'Ah that was so cool!' But yes, take the right friends, I had a bunch of 12 year olds who obviously thought it was cool to 'talk' during the movie behind me, but I couldn't just turn around and say shut up because they were the kind of annoying pre-teens who would play up to that. So many times I wanted to say something grr!
Yuki Bombay: Lol, why thank you. You've just bigged up my day lol!
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Chapter 9 – The New Pack
Yes, so far it was all fun and games but inevitably the next day arrived, bringing with it the dawn of the Full Moon.
I was terrified for both the safety of my friends and for actually maintaining said friends. Saying you'll stay by a werewolf is one thing, actually doing it is something new altogether. They had never heard my screams, never seen the bones shift under my skin and my limbs lengthen. It was horrifying.
Never the less, they insisted and I was too tired to argue.
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(1975)
Remus could feel himself sagging in his seat as the bell rang for the final lesson or in the Marauders case the second part of double Defence against the Dark arts.
He could feel the dull throbbing echo within his body like someone was letting off painful electrical charges throughout his veins. Every now and again a particularly harsh one would cause him to suck in a breath painfully.
Sirius watched helplessly as his boyfriend winced again and slowly he slipped a hand under the table taking the smaller boy's hand in his own. Amber gold eyes opened to look at him and a small smile that reached them was his reward.
They watched one another for a moment until they gave a final squeeze of their clasped hands and continued with their work.
The pain was reaching excruciating levels as the final bell of the day sounded in which both Sirius and James jumped to both sides of the tawny boy to help him stand up.
Trying to look as casual as was possible they led the boy up to the infirmary but didn't actually enter as it would look suspicious to the aged nurse.
"Is he going to be alright?" Sirius asked frantically as both he and James made their way back to the Gryffindor common room.
"He's being doing this for years Sirius...unfortunately." James said quietly and a silence overpowered them as they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"I don't like leaving him like that." The taller teen whispered to his best friend as they finally reached their dormitory. James looked sadly over at his friend before moving to sit next to his best friend.
"Neither do I but come on mate, we're going to help him as best we can tonight." He clasped the solemn teen's shoulder and offered him a reassuring smile, which eventually was reflected on the handsome face.
"Trust you to always know what to say." Sirius chuckled and laughing lightly James slung an arm over his friend's shoulder.
"That's because I'm the omnipotent and mighty James Potter, God of Quidditch and gravity defying hair!" He said smugly causing Sirius to laugh before reaching for a pillow to beat his friend with.
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Remus gave another arch of his back, as he lay huddled on the floor of the worn shack that Dumbledore had prepared for him. Madame Pomfrey looked sadly at him one more time, patted his shoulder whispering reassuring words and then left most reluctantly. She hated leaving such a good child to such a cruel fate but there was nothing she could do.
He gave another moan as his body shuddered atop the blanket that he led upon. He managed to move his gave to the murky window where he watched as the cloud's drifted lazily over the moon.
Finally, they parted.
It was like liquid fire licking at his insides and he screamed loudly. His back arched as he attempted to grip the floor but his fingertips merely began to bleed as all they met where sharp splintered wood.
He could feel the bones breaking, snapping like twigs before re-mending themselves into something more lupine. His jaw cracked loudly before it began to stretch into a snout, his screams something between a humans and a canines.
His legs broke sharply causing him to whimper as his knees bent backwards creating instead powerful hind legs that could propel his body into great bursts of speed. His hands curled into clumsy clawed paws and his body continued to shake. He curled into a foetus position as best he could in this form.
His ribs shifted, organs moving around until finally, with a final weak whine he stopped.
Where once Remus Lupin lay there was now a large wolf with tawny grey fur, a great tufted tail and eyes that were not quite human but not quite wolf either. He lay on his side, panting as he whimpered.
Then it began to set in, this need to –tear- at something. Growling weakly he attempted to stand and opened his eyes.
Everything was in black and white, scents showing up as misted colours that poisoned his mind like a drug. There was a faint scent of a human, female and old. He growled and began to search the room with his hackles raised but there was no one here.
He let out a furious howl and snapped his great snout, bringing it down onto one of his front legs, satisfied when his vibrant blood stained the floor.
Then he heard it...a faint bark. His ears perked up and he became still. He crouched a little, growling lowly then cocking his head as he heard a faint scratching at the door followed by a whimper.
He moved cautiously towards the thick wooden door then gave a little jump when it finally opened a crack. Lowering his head snarling he was about to pounce but then the most unbelievably scent flooded his senses.
It smelt like prickling air after a thunderstorm, it smelt like excitement, danger and at the same time protection. In the far off corners of his lupine mind a more human voice recognised that smell.
It was Sirius.
He whined and cocked his head, as there was no movement at first until finally a head popped in.
It was a large black dog, not much different in appearance to a wolf if truth be told and its fur was a shining black-blue. It stepped further into the room revealing more of its glossy body and tufted tail that curled slightly at the end. But it was the dog's eyes that held the wolf in its place. Even in the canine vision of grey it looked metallic blue. They glistened like the moon that shown down upon them from the window and if it was possible the wolf stopped breathing for the briefest of moments.
The dog watched the wolf in turn before averting its gaze and slowly it shifted closer. The wolf gave a growl in response but only out of shock. The dog lowered itself onto its stomach as the werewolf watched as it finally rolled onto its stomach.
Whatever this dog was, the wolf decided there and then at the sign of submission that it would be his mate.
Ever so slightly his tail wagged as he moved forwards but he stopped at the sight of a brilliant stag that walked into the room. The wolf gave a snuffle of shock and even cocked its head at the fact that the stag had a rat sat between its antlers looking quite happily down at him.
Blinking the wolf looked back down at the dog who still lay patiently on its back. Making a quick decision the wolf moved forwards and slowly snuffled at the neck of the large Grim like dog. He let out a happy little whimper when the dog squirmed and its tongue lolled out. Seemed the canine was ticklish.
He stuck his snout under the shoulder of the dog to roll him back over and eventually the stood snout to snout. Both tails wagged furiously. The Stag seemed to look up at the rat to say 'Do you think we're interrupting something?' The Rat squeaked in reply.
The wolf circled the dog as the black tail wagged, catching him in the snout making him shake his head a little as he blew out through his nostrils. Then his tongue lolled out and barking happily he jumped on the dog's back.
Sirius watched as the wolf lunged at him and the two wrestled. Having never seen a werewolf up close obviously he was a little shocked to find instead of some hulking human-wolf hybrid it was in fact very much like a real wolf only bigger and with various little differences like snout length.
To him, this wolf was beautiful.
Whimpering the wolf stopped, all playfulness evaporating into the air, as something else seemed to kick in. Lupercalia.
He gave a whine and moved back as a peculiar feeling ran through his veins. The dog stopped playing and watched him curiously. Those brilliant metallic eyes were watching him and he wanted so much to just claim the dog as his own but he'd only just met him...these animals weren't afraid of him and a part of him, the more human part, didn't want that taken away from him.
With his tail tucked between his legs he crawled under the rickety bed whimpering. Sirius looked over at the Stag James who had watched with what resembled worry in his eyes. The rat moved forwards a little and pointed his head in the direction that the wolf had gone. 'Follow him.'
Sirius turned to look at the space under the bed and moved forwards until he could hear the faint whimpering. Then a growl replaced the pained sounds.
'Stay away.'
Growling slightly the dog touched his nose against a paw still sticking out.
'We aren't here to hurt you.'
A snout poked out and shook slightly.
'It's not you I'm worried about.'
Boldly the dog touched the two snouts together.
'I'm not afraid.'
Shuffling his head a little more the wolf looked up pitifully at the fellow canine.
'I'll hurt you, this is as much control as I have.'
The dog nuzzled the side of the wolf's soft-furred face and whined low in his throat.
'I'm already your human sides mate.'
The wolf stopped all movement save for a twitch of his ears. Then cautiously he clambered out further so only his rear and hind legs were under the bed.
He watched for any signs of discomfort from the dog as he moved his snout closer to the dog's neck but the large grim like beast merely shifted his head to offer more of his neck.
Whimpering the wolf licked at a small patch of the glossy fur then very quickly he nipped the flesh, only breaking the surface slightly but not painfully so. The dog only winced slightly at the sensation but then relaxed as the werewolf's tongue soothed the red welt. He'd been giving the Lycan 'Love Bite.'
Both tails wagged happily as the wolf continued to lick the dog happily and the Stag, relaxing after seeing his friend was in no harm, moved to lower itself to lie on the floor, legs tucked under him.
The wolf looked over at the horned beast and after looking quizzically at its mate (A jolt of excitement went through his large form at this thought) he followed the dog over to the new animals.
He touched his snout to the end of the stags and with a mischievous look in its eyes the deer licked his nose making him give a surprised snuffle once more. Grinning in the only way a wolf can the Were returned the gesture.
The rat climbed down and stood itself on its hind legs, wobbling unsteadily as he did so as it reached its snout as high as it could to greet the wolf. Cocking its head the wolf lowered its snout low enough for the tiny creature who when within reach gave a happy squeak before licking its tiny tongue on the furry side of the wolf's snout.
Lolling his tongue out the wolf gave one big lick to the small animal knocking it off its feet making it squeak in what seemed to be a series of ratty giggles. The dog beside them let out a snort of amusement.
Moving back to the stag the rat scaled its neck and took its place once more between the two antlers. The wolf looked over at the dog who nuzzled at his cheek then moved over to the deer also. He looked back at the wolf, gave a low whine then settled onto its hind legs.
Moving slowly towards the little pack the wolf shyly settled itself next to the stag, curling up against it then looked over at the dog questionably. The black canine padded his way over and curled up on the Were's other side. Then they all lowered their heads, the two canines noses touching as they did so and began to drift off to sleep for the first pain free Full Moon. Fun and games would come later, for now they settled for introductions.
As the steady breathing of the other three animals began to lull his mind the wolf looked down at its mate once more. He had no desire to tear into himself or anything else tonight or any other night as long as this beautiful creature of the night remained by its side.
Licking behind the dog's ears one more time he settled his head to rest over the dog's ruff and eventually feel into a painless sleep.
Thanks to:
Passionflower: Poor you, first exam then reviewer gives no gratitude. Well the teddy bears sound good go I suggest summoning them up lol.
Tara6: Aye Poor Siri but don't worry, he'll be able to be his traditional rebellious self when Full Moon/Lupercalia has passed.
Elrohir Lover: Well you did do something special. Friends can be...well you can't always be sure how trustworthy some can be. Don't get me wrong, Leila (Otherwise known as Miss Lupin, she hates when I sing 'Loony Loopy Lupin' at her lol!) has and always will be around but others...nevermind, you don't need my life story. Damn you, I've been wanting a Motorbike for years but mum said I had to choose between the bike or the tattoo...tattoo won lol. Yes, of course you can email me, it's in my bio feel free. Be nice to have someone other then Miss Lupin and Miss Prongs to talk to. I'm sorry about your horse, I had to put my faithful cat down not long ago (Figaro my beloved best friend) and I cried so hard. I wouldn't believe it at first.
Happo: Lol, torture method quite effective I feel. Now if you'll excuse me (Dives into plushie pile, hits head against GuyUnderPressure, clutches head as she groans).
GuyUnderPressure: Wouldn't mind shuffling to the right would you?
Katfay: You get to find out now lol!
Hp-Azn: Well here's a Full Moon jobbie, it won't quench your first but it isn't as fluffy.
Enelya Aldarion: Lol Lupercalia can make even the most respectable werewolf a horny torturer (grins). Nah, I didn't picture Sirius and Remus to look like they did in the film but if they can really capture the personality (Gary Oldman I feel shall have no problem acting a little out of it) then all shall be forgiven. It's the quality of acting that I want, I don't care if it's spot on to how they look for me because Harry to me doesn't look like Daniel Radcliffe (Although he's very close). But seriously, that transformation and Padfoot defending the kids scene (shivers) effing amazing! And it was only like two seconds on the trailer!
Jenna: Lol, glad I could lighten up your day...except after 'Stop All the Clocks', your threat made me laugh, in a good way though!
Arigazi: LMAO now that would be a funny scene: Cara; "What were you like with Sirius?" Remus; "I used sex as a weapon." Cara; "...oh right." Van Helsing my dear was –amazing- but you can't go in a totally serious mind because yes, there is the traditional Dracula accent and such but –oh my god- were the werewolves amazing. But nightmares? I highly doubt that, you'd get them from watching 'American Werewolf in London' but not this. Here you're just going 'Ah that was so cool!' But yes, take the right friends, I had a bunch of 12 year olds who obviously thought it was cool to 'talk' during the movie behind me, but I couldn't just turn around and say shut up because they were the kind of annoying pre-teens who would play up to that. So many times I wanted to say something grr!
Yuki Bombay: Lol, why thank you. You've just bigged up my day lol!
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Chapter 9 – The New Pack
Yes, so far it was all fun and games but inevitably the next day arrived, bringing with it the dawn of the Full Moon.
I was terrified for both the safety of my friends and for actually maintaining said friends. Saying you'll stay by a werewolf is one thing, actually doing it is something new altogether. They had never heard my screams, never seen the bones shift under my skin and my limbs lengthen. It was horrifying.
Never the less, they insisted and I was too tired to argue.
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(1975)
Remus could feel himself sagging in his seat as the bell rang for the final lesson or in the Marauders case the second part of double Defence against the Dark arts.
He could feel the dull throbbing echo within his body like someone was letting off painful electrical charges throughout his veins. Every now and again a particularly harsh one would cause him to suck in a breath painfully.
Sirius watched helplessly as his boyfriend winced again and slowly he slipped a hand under the table taking the smaller boy's hand in his own. Amber gold eyes opened to look at him and a small smile that reached them was his reward.
They watched one another for a moment until they gave a final squeeze of their clasped hands and continued with their work.
The pain was reaching excruciating levels as the final bell of the day sounded in which both Sirius and James jumped to both sides of the tawny boy to help him stand up.
Trying to look as casual as was possible they led the boy up to the infirmary but didn't actually enter as it would look suspicious to the aged nurse.
"Is he going to be alright?" Sirius asked frantically as both he and James made their way back to the Gryffindor common room.
"He's being doing this for years Sirius...unfortunately." James said quietly and a silence overpowered them as they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"I don't like leaving him like that." The taller teen whispered to his best friend as they finally reached their dormitory. James looked sadly over at his friend before moving to sit next to his best friend.
"Neither do I but come on mate, we're going to help him as best we can tonight." He clasped the solemn teen's shoulder and offered him a reassuring smile, which eventually was reflected on the handsome face.
"Trust you to always know what to say." Sirius chuckled and laughing lightly James slung an arm over his friend's shoulder.
"That's because I'm the omnipotent and mighty James Potter, God of Quidditch and gravity defying hair!" He said smugly causing Sirius to laugh before reaching for a pillow to beat his friend with.
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Remus gave another arch of his back, as he lay huddled on the floor of the worn shack that Dumbledore had prepared for him. Madame Pomfrey looked sadly at him one more time, patted his shoulder whispering reassuring words and then left most reluctantly. She hated leaving such a good child to such a cruel fate but there was nothing she could do.
He gave another moan as his body shuddered atop the blanket that he led upon. He managed to move his gave to the murky window where he watched as the cloud's drifted lazily over the moon.
Finally, they parted.
It was like liquid fire licking at his insides and he screamed loudly. His back arched as he attempted to grip the floor but his fingertips merely began to bleed as all they met where sharp splintered wood.
He could feel the bones breaking, snapping like twigs before re-mending themselves into something more lupine. His jaw cracked loudly before it began to stretch into a snout, his screams something between a humans and a canines.
His legs broke sharply causing him to whimper as his knees bent backwards creating instead powerful hind legs that could propel his body into great bursts of speed. His hands curled into clumsy clawed paws and his body continued to shake. He curled into a foetus position as best he could in this form.
His ribs shifted, organs moving around until finally, with a final weak whine he stopped.
Where once Remus Lupin lay there was now a large wolf with tawny grey fur, a great tufted tail and eyes that were not quite human but not quite wolf either. He lay on his side, panting as he whimpered.
Then it began to set in, this need to –tear- at something. Growling weakly he attempted to stand and opened his eyes.
Everything was in black and white, scents showing up as misted colours that poisoned his mind like a drug. There was a faint scent of a human, female and old. He growled and began to search the room with his hackles raised but there was no one here.
He let out a furious howl and snapped his great snout, bringing it down onto one of his front legs, satisfied when his vibrant blood stained the floor.
Then he heard it...a faint bark. His ears perked up and he became still. He crouched a little, growling lowly then cocking his head as he heard a faint scratching at the door followed by a whimper.
He moved cautiously towards the thick wooden door then gave a little jump when it finally opened a crack. Lowering his head snarling he was about to pounce but then the most unbelievably scent flooded his senses.
It smelt like prickling air after a thunderstorm, it smelt like excitement, danger and at the same time protection. In the far off corners of his lupine mind a more human voice recognised that smell.
It was Sirius.
He whined and cocked his head, as there was no movement at first until finally a head popped in.
It was a large black dog, not much different in appearance to a wolf if truth be told and its fur was a shining black-blue. It stepped further into the room revealing more of its glossy body and tufted tail that curled slightly at the end. But it was the dog's eyes that held the wolf in its place. Even in the canine vision of grey it looked metallic blue. They glistened like the moon that shown down upon them from the window and if it was possible the wolf stopped breathing for the briefest of moments.
The dog watched the wolf in turn before averting its gaze and slowly it shifted closer. The wolf gave a growl in response but only out of shock. The dog lowered itself onto its stomach as the werewolf watched as it finally rolled onto its stomach.
Whatever this dog was, the wolf decided there and then at the sign of submission that it would be his mate.
Ever so slightly his tail wagged as he moved forwards but he stopped at the sight of a brilliant stag that walked into the room. The wolf gave a snuffle of shock and even cocked its head at the fact that the stag had a rat sat between its antlers looking quite happily down at him.
Blinking the wolf looked back down at the dog who still lay patiently on its back. Making a quick decision the wolf moved forwards and slowly snuffled at the neck of the large Grim like dog. He let out a happy little whimper when the dog squirmed and its tongue lolled out. Seemed the canine was ticklish.
He stuck his snout under the shoulder of the dog to roll him back over and eventually the stood snout to snout. Both tails wagged furiously. The Stag seemed to look up at the rat to say 'Do you think we're interrupting something?' The Rat squeaked in reply.
The wolf circled the dog as the black tail wagged, catching him in the snout making him shake his head a little as he blew out through his nostrils. Then his tongue lolled out and barking happily he jumped on the dog's back.
Sirius watched as the wolf lunged at him and the two wrestled. Having never seen a werewolf up close obviously he was a little shocked to find instead of some hulking human-wolf hybrid it was in fact very much like a real wolf only bigger and with various little differences like snout length.
To him, this wolf was beautiful.
Whimpering the wolf stopped, all playfulness evaporating into the air, as something else seemed to kick in. Lupercalia.
He gave a whine and moved back as a peculiar feeling ran through his veins. The dog stopped playing and watched him curiously. Those brilliant metallic eyes were watching him and he wanted so much to just claim the dog as his own but he'd only just met him...these animals weren't afraid of him and a part of him, the more human part, didn't want that taken away from him.
With his tail tucked between his legs he crawled under the rickety bed whimpering. Sirius looked over at the Stag James who had watched with what resembled worry in his eyes. The rat moved forwards a little and pointed his head in the direction that the wolf had gone. 'Follow him.'
Sirius turned to look at the space under the bed and moved forwards until he could hear the faint whimpering. Then a growl replaced the pained sounds.
'Stay away.'
Growling slightly the dog touched his nose against a paw still sticking out.
'We aren't here to hurt you.'
A snout poked out and shook slightly.
'It's not you I'm worried about.'
Boldly the dog touched the two snouts together.
'I'm not afraid.'
Shuffling his head a little more the wolf looked up pitifully at the fellow canine.
'I'll hurt you, this is as much control as I have.'
The dog nuzzled the side of the wolf's soft-furred face and whined low in his throat.
'I'm already your human sides mate.'
The wolf stopped all movement save for a twitch of his ears. Then cautiously he clambered out further so only his rear and hind legs were under the bed.
He watched for any signs of discomfort from the dog as he moved his snout closer to the dog's neck but the large grim like beast merely shifted his head to offer more of his neck.
Whimpering the wolf licked at a small patch of the glossy fur then very quickly he nipped the flesh, only breaking the surface slightly but not painfully so. The dog only winced slightly at the sensation but then relaxed as the werewolf's tongue soothed the red welt. He'd been giving the Lycan 'Love Bite.'
Both tails wagged happily as the wolf continued to lick the dog happily and the Stag, relaxing after seeing his friend was in no harm, moved to lower itself to lie on the floor, legs tucked under him.
The wolf looked over at the horned beast and after looking quizzically at its mate (A jolt of excitement went through his large form at this thought) he followed the dog over to the new animals.
He touched his snout to the end of the stags and with a mischievous look in its eyes the deer licked his nose making him give a surprised snuffle once more. Grinning in the only way a wolf can the Were returned the gesture.
The rat climbed down and stood itself on its hind legs, wobbling unsteadily as he did so as it reached its snout as high as it could to greet the wolf. Cocking its head the wolf lowered its snout low enough for the tiny creature who when within reach gave a happy squeak before licking its tiny tongue on the furry side of the wolf's snout.
Lolling his tongue out the wolf gave one big lick to the small animal knocking it off its feet making it squeak in what seemed to be a series of ratty giggles. The dog beside them let out a snort of amusement.
Moving back to the stag the rat scaled its neck and took its place once more between the two antlers. The wolf looked over at the dog who nuzzled at his cheek then moved over to the deer also. He looked back at the wolf, gave a low whine then settled onto its hind legs.
Moving slowly towards the little pack the wolf shyly settled itself next to the stag, curling up against it then looked over at the dog questionably. The black canine padded his way over and curled up on the Were's other side. Then they all lowered their heads, the two canines noses touching as they did so and began to drift off to sleep for the first pain free Full Moon. Fun and games would come later, for now they settled for introductions.
As the steady breathing of the other three animals began to lull his mind the wolf looked down at its mate once more. He had no desire to tear into himself or anything else tonight or any other night as long as this beautiful creature of the night remained by its side.
Licking behind the dog's ears one more time he settled his head to rest over the dog's ruff and eventually feel into a painless sleep.