Author's Notes: I know guys, I only have to write a little short description. But, tbh, this should be my first CatDog fanfic with Werewolf AU schedules, and it will only include hosted characters like Cliff (leader of the Greaser Dogs) who has so far been a witness while suffering an unbearable wolf curse due to the bite of a cursed wolf on his left hand, upon the fact it makes him, for every night since the full moon, into a radical, but bloody gruesome wolf beast, so that it is not possible in his consciousness to control himself.

However, primarily poorly was inspired by two episodes of different seasons of CatDog like "Full Moon Fever" and "CatDogula", which would include both Dog and Winslow, who have similar metamorphic efforts to transform into wolf/wolf-like beast forms (but in except for Dog, imo, cause he's not exactly a werewolf in this episode, but more of a coyote/wolf-like feral beast, so to speak, upon his very elusive animal instincts that he recently sided with the Greaser Dogs). And yet, thanks to two episodes, these finally gave me came up with a new idea to include Cliff, who actually witnessed a truly werewolf metamorphic effort. And, ofc, unless I forget to one of the 80s horror movies, which it allows me to fit for my own inspirations, such as An American Werewolf In London.

And besides, thank you very much for understanding and I hope you have a good day or night and enjoy to read this.

P.S. I don't own CatDog and any of its characters or anything, except for Cheryl, cursed wolf, Cliff's accursed demon and others, they are actually belongs to their responsible owners.

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Chapter 1

(TW: It contains a little but censored strong languages, mild gore, more precisely bleeding, and more, which are not considered to be too graphic or explicit as always)

[April 12th, 199X]

[At 07:32 PM, somewhere in the evening in some dark ghostly forest, but it was barely visible the amount of trees along the darkness due to the moonlight, which is nearby, but a little not too far from the town, Nearburg.

CatDog are finally finished fishing (mostly, the Cat did it better than the Dog), and left the river, which is located below the high forest, and then they directly came from the top to the bottom of the forest again, since these conjoined twin brothers (thus, in the fact, that Cat walked on his front paws, and the Dog walked on his hind paws) walking thus through the path back to the house of trying to carefully carry out the bucket of fish and fishing rod, while only the Cat carries it on his mouth he had once caught many by himself, which he needs to arrange to cook to make a fancy dinner for himself, but with the exception of the doubtful and unconvincing Dog, if it is unfair to him for the reason that he does not like fish; but in spite of the scornful remonstrances and flauntings of the Greaser Dogs, who were afar off on the other side of the lower river, who insolently confirmed the fact that the cat tried to spoil their quiet fishing, they should have tried first; later, after he had successfully finished fishing, Greasers got an unreasonable but important plan after CatDog and tried nonchalantly to beat them up by whom the Cat fortunately caught a lot of fish.

Apparently, while they were quietly descending into a section of dark forest, the dog suddenly felt a little perplexed, worried and frightened at the sight of something that seemed to him to be an unexpected danger, and the cat felt eternally complacent, and full of enthusiasm, still dreamily and thoughtfully carrying a bucket of fish and fishing rod, it gave the conclusion that he could not wait to be home soon and luckily still taste them if they were cooked by himself.]

Cat: At last! This has to be the best part of my life! I finally managed to get what I want, which I had planned before in advance! After all, Dog, if I finally have a lot of fish, and rather at home I will fulfill my most self-catering dinner I always want - and you, Dog, will be quietly attentively unattainable and unobtrusive, moreover, for my last warning, if you will again dare to make all the mess to spoil my dinner, which you did once before as a completely unrestrained and unaccustomed who made a mess of our entire kitchen!

Dog: (with his slightly guilty look) I just saw a butterfly, which itself flew through the opened window to the kitchen inside, and then I began to catch up with it for some reason. Cuz, I'm sure again that it was just a fluke for me, Cat. But, yet again, I didn't keep our promises, which seem too difficult to keep. But, I promise, Cat, that I will try to keep it.

Cat: (Grunts so quietly irritated, but hidden by a suspicious feeling) Well then. But promise cautiously that you won't do anything like mess up again.

Dog: Yeah. I totally promise, Cat.

[Meanwhile, far away from CatDog on another path of the forest, the mischievous Greaser Dogs, Cliff (a short and stocky bulldog), Lube (a tall and lean hound), and Shriek (a tiny poodle), who were quietly but stealthily walking, began to fervently follow them further in order to give them insidious solutions to chase and beat them up.]

Cliff: (Quitely huffs angrily) That CatButt! Cannot believe that they once again tricked us by the reason that they came here from us further and were the first than us to catch all the fish in advance.

Lube: Duh, yeah… For us, it is not fair at all, Cliff.

Shriek: Nothing important is to risk that, if they really tricked us or not. But nevertheless, we should again have a chance to challenge CatDog for all that they are also too diligent fishermen than us. But first, we need some way to make us something totally odious and incendiary, to make our claws and fangs grow sharper like a blades.

Cliff: (He and his Greasers laugh) Yeah. It might happen. Like, if I was pretty huge, toughly gruesome, and also a beastly menace thing - but it's more like a werewolf, in general. Because it fell into my head as a humorous technique from a scary werewolf movie that we once saw in the cinema last week.

Shriek: (Giggles) Yeah… It is unlikely that this will happen. In delusional sequences.

[They immediately laughed a little frantically at each other for their defiant jokes about the stories of of werewolves, which for them is quite an completely incredulous, and continued to go further after CatDog.]

[And CatDog keeps walking on the way a little closer to the city, but suddenly the Dog stopped walking for a moment after he felt something move beyond the trees. And then he became a little troubled, when he felt something like what it seemed to him at the moment as an inexorable danger approaching.]

Dog: (worriedly) Uh… Cat. Did you hear something?

Cat: To hear what?

Dog: Well. My canine troublesome sense is tingling, as I felt or saw something's approaching above us.

Cat: [A little frightened] Huh? Is the Greasers is upon us again?!

Dog: Uh- No, Cat. It's something else, and still moving somewhere. It's like…Something quite huge, but it is not visible better in the shadows, but still, it deftly sneaks beyond the trees, which it almost closer to us… I-I… I think it must be some wild animal or something…

Cat: Hmmmm… Maybe a bear?

Dog: No, Cat. It wasn't a bear. But I suppose in a different way that this thing in the shadow looks more like a dog... specifically, some of a wolf or a coyote…

Cat: Hmmm. It really might be some sort of a dog-like, but we must just quietly move on, Dog. If this thing, for Heaven's sake, doesn't pounce on us.

Dog: Okay.

[When they did this, then began to slowly take a step with their paws between the front and back, and then they suddenly stopped again in their fright, when they were interrupted by a distant, but unusual howl. If it's kind of a sound like a wolf howling.]

Cat: (Quite frightening) Uh… D-Don't be afraid of, Dog. Just don't pay attention to it… (He and Dog took another step very slowly) ..aaand keep moving on… Yes. That's it…. But, just keep careful-

[But for a moment, when they suddenly stopped their steps, and then they began to freeze in fright, which they just actually saw - a pretty large, but dark greyish woolly wolf stood in front of them, which it's predatory standing on the rounded curved rock in from through the tree edge showed the outside of the meadow on the night sky with the full moon behind it; unlike the other ordinary wolves, in appearance it had a almost blackish dark gray mane all the way from the top of the head above he two ears through the neck between the top and the bottom, like a pre-dominant male lion; also it's has was a little light gray coats contained on the lower part of the body from the chest, abdomen to the entire lower side of the tail and on the muzzle; black claws between the front and back paws; and, of course, its ominous slightly pale yellow eyes with dark light-red pupils. It is snarling loudly as saliva flows from its mouth, it slowly moved with its right front leg from the rock to the grass, lifting its shoulders under the fur to allow its neck to be lowered and its back to be raised a little, then it still stealthily but quite slowly approached the frozen frightened CatDog, who slowly backed away from it in between their two front paws in their conjoined bodies.]

Cat: Uuh… N-N-Nice d-doggie…. My, Dog. You were right. That the thing was really a wolf, not a bear, if I was simply mistaken. (He and Dog keeps slowly backing away from the wolf, who always spitefully and menacingly snarls as it makes a slow hunting move on them)

Dog: What do we do now, Cat?

Cat: T-That's okay, Dog. There is no need to panic at the moment. But first, all we need to do is to save our lives, so we just better to…. run away!!

[CatDog out of fear quickly ran back into the darkness of the forest until the wolf was about to quickly catch up with them. CatDog keeps rushing to the areas beyond the trees to the right and left, while running, Cat wants to turn his head to see where exactly the wolf was, who is still chasing them. Cat yelps in fright and he and Dog quickly started to run further. And eventually, they only quickly hid in a half-overgrown gully, landed below their attached bodies on the ground, and Cat and Dog rested their backs and arms on the abyssal ground. While they silently hid, as this wolf leapt out of the ravine above them, but did not immediately see them in the semi-darkness along the moonlight, thus the wolf imperceptibly continued to run around the dark forest further and disappeared. And CatDog descended between the backs of the attached bodies on the ground of the ravine and breathed a sigh of relief. Although, Cat is still holding a bucket of full of fish and fishing rod in his mouth.]

Cat: (Sighs) Man. That was so close. This thing almost got us altogether.

Dog: Yeah, almost like that. But, I am almost quite scared by it who is going to eat us.

Cat: Yeah, I was afraid of that too… Well, at last, I'm glad that my dinner is alright as before. (and then he and Dog began to stand between the two paws as hind and fore legs) Let's go home, Dog. I think that our path has become totally clear and safe now.

Dog: Uh… I wonder what the wolf that almost attacked us is doing now? Like, if it turns around and finds us again?

Cat: Nah, it won't be able to find us like that, Dog. You see, while we were hiding in time, it now distracted us and went looking for someone else to target - let's say, to the Greaser Dogs. Cause it is a great penalty for them that they deserved it for which they beat us all the time.

Dog: Yeah. Perhaps, you're right, Cat. I think that it might happen sometimes.

[At last, CatDog carefully descended from the gully onto the forest ground, and continued to quietly walk further along the trees to the section that leads them back home.

Meanwhile, far away from them, the Greaser Dogs slowly made their way to the bottom of the forest. And after some minutes they stopped on a circular meadow along the edge of the forest, and the full moon still shines in the night sky.]

Cliff: Jee. Are we kind of lost now or what?

[But suddenly, what they heard and saw, when on the left in the darkness of the forest, the bushes moved strangely, and every second, the same dark grayish woolly wolf with an ominous yellow eyes and red pupils jumped out of the bushes and landed on the meadow ground to meet the suddenly frightened Greaser Dogs. The wolf slowly approached and wildly growled at them, who fearfully hugged each other for protection and trembled at the sight of it.]

Lube: (Fearfully) Duh, boy… We are actually in t-t-trouble…

Shriek: (She quickly shushes at Lube and then says so rather quietly) Quit now, boys. You have to stay still until this wolf has nothing more to do with us and has gone away. Just take a close look and find out how it works. Just stay still.

[As she says, when the Greaser Dogs made an attempt like staying still, while the wolf looks at them with a scathing check and walks around past them, and as it stops in front of them, begins to sniff at Cliff's coat, and then thoughtfully becomes motionless but still flexibly suspicious, while in there was silence for a moment. As the silence is broken every second, on the contrary, the wolf started menacingly roaring at the terribly frozen Greaser Dogs. Because of his roar, it causes Lube to move impatiently and scream in terror. For that, the wolf quickly pounced and jumped out at Lube, who was running in fear.]

Shriek: LUBE!!

Cliff: Hey! Come back here, ye cowardly fool!

[For a moment, as Lube runs past and tries to enter the edge of the forest, immediately this wolf quickly rushed at him and and it predatorily grabbed Lube's green sleeveless coat from behind with its mouth, and and pulled it so hard that it gives Lube keep screaming fearfully, like a cowardly but disobedient school child. While the wolf pulls very hard on the lower back of frightening Lube's coat and in a moment it peels off part of it, so that only Lube's skinny back can be seen on the lower but torn part of his coat. The wolf began to chew the torn part of the coat briskly and spit it out on the ground. Lube, still frightened, leaned on his back and tried to clumsily grasp the trunk of the tree between his two hands, barely observed carefully and realized that the wolf next to him lowered its front paws and raised its hind paws to start jumping out so that it wanted to try to pounce on him in such a beastly way until it was suddenly overtaken by something when it felt and saw that someone had thrown and lightly hit it between its back and neck by some rock. The wolf quickly turned its head past its left shoulder with a vile look and suddenly saw and realized that it was Cliff who hit it with a rock. Cliff must do this to save his humble member of his gang from imminent death, because he wanted to prevent some of the most dangerous opponents like the wolf from violently harming Lube. The wolf snarled so viciously, then it quickly ran up and tried to pounce on Cliff, but he so quickly moves aside from the wolf, when it imperceptibly ran towards the trunk of a tree, and hit its head hard and lay down on the half-grassy ground and slightly lost consciousness.]

Cliff: (To Lube) Are you alright, buddy?

Lube: (A bit miserable) Uh, yeah… I think I am really fine at all. But, man. This psycho dog almost tore my sweet coat.

Cliff: Ah, not to worry 'bout that. We will soon sew your barely damaged coat into a completely intact one, just like before. Although, you know what, guys. None of the most fiery and vicious jerks like this wolf dared to cause us unbearable pain, especially me as the more invincible and untouchable Greaser Cliff. It's like, or if they changed their mind so as not to give their decisions, before trying to attack us again, then I would rather hit their dastardly faces with my barely muscular hand. (he raised his left rather muscular, but stocky hand, and held it tightly between his sausage-like fingers, clenching it into a fist)

[When the wolf came to its senses as quickly as possible, it opened its terrifying eyes and carefully watched Cliff in front of it, but still staring closely at his left hand. And yet, the wolf stood between four legs and ran as fast as possible towards the unwitnessed Cliff, but his gang, who were standing in front of him, noticed in time how it so intensely rushed directly to his left hand, and then opened its mouth with sharp fangs, to prepare to bite him. Eventually, it found itself close to but behind Cliff, at once so quickly and brutally it bit his left hand so savagely. And immediately blood flowed from the hand. Cliff, who witnessed this unexpected misfortune of the wolf's bite, began to scream loudly in pain and agony, however, I tried to pull it out of its mouth as quickly as possible, but it was still impossible, because the wolf held it very tightly and chewed so fiercely. But in the meantime, Cliff's gang, Lube and Shriek, had to try to invent their plans to save their leader from the inevitable disaster, then, luckily, Shriek had already found her condition, carefully pulled it out, and picked up part of the ground in her hand and prepared to throw it right at the wolf.]

Shriek: Hey, big bad wolf! Stay away from our faithful leader, you crazy psychopath!

[Moreover, Shriek threw part of the ground so hurriedly that it quickly flew straight to the wolf's face. For this, as the wolf stopped biting the wounded Cliff's left hand, almost unconsciously tried to shake this dirt from its face and began to run quickly further under the edge of the forest and disappeared, leaving the stunned Greaser Dogs alone. Simultaneously, Lube and Shriek, with a changed anxious look, quickly approached and saw Cliff lying knee-deep on the ground, holding his right hand firmly over his left hand with a bleeding wound, breathing quite a bit and moaning so painfully that he was suffering from a wolf bite quite instantly. However, he muttered something quietly under his breath and cursed indistinctly.]

Shriek: Cliff, are you okay?

Cliff: (He stammered, but clearly speaks with difficulty due to suffering from pain on the bitten hand) Y-Yeah, I think I'm fine, I guess. But… This crazy wolf almost rapidly bit my left beating-up hand. (And began to keep moaning)

[Thus, Lube looked intently, but not intelligently, not at Cliff, but only at his left wounded hand, which was still bleeding. And for that, Lube grimaced in disgust.]

Lube: Yesh… That looks nasty, boss.

Shriek: Maybe we should urgently bring you to the hospital and see a doctor about your injured hand.

Cliff: Ah! We'll figure it out for tomorrow, let's just go back home and have a rest. Because I am now always feeling more exhausted than ever.

Lube: (A little scared, but he guessed something for a moment, if something was wrong) Uh.. But, boss.. Uhh… W-What about your injured hand?...

Cliff: Relax, Lube. It's just a simple wound. Okay? Nothing like that will happen to me.

Lube: But.. But I have… (He wanted to say something, despite the unsettling stutter, but then gave up and waved it off) Duh, nevermind. Let's go home.

[And nevertheless, the Greaser Dogs went down through the upper forest along the trees and quietly walked to the path on the way to the evening town to return home exactly every hour and went inside when the door closed. Meanwhile, a full moon lit up along the town buildings in the dark blue sky with stars.]