Written for the under/underground/ground challenge on the LJ community open_on_sunday
He found it slightly disconcerting that he could sense the wolf during the days of the full moon.
His skin would itch, as thought the fur underneath was just waiting to push through and the bones in his face would start to ache, like it was holding back the change that occurred at night. He craved the taste of red meat and found fruit and vegetables tasteless and unsatisfying. Sounds were louder and whilst everything seemed brighter he had trouble distinguishing between colours.
Hidden just underneath the surface, the wolf waited for the moon to rise so it could emerge.
