Foods such as onions, chocolate and grapes are generally fine to eat in human form, but are toxic in wolf form. Dangerous foods should be secured prior to the time around the full moon to prevent accidental ingestion.
In wolf form and around the full moon, werewolves are obligate carnivores. To avoid bloodlust, it is recommended to maintain a high protein diet throughout the month, but especially in the week before full moon.
Werewolves are predators. Proper enrichment activities are recommended to reduce furniture and property damage during the full moon.
Transgender werewolves retain their gender expression during transformation. In most cases, this will also lead to enhanced effects even in human form. The mechanism is not fully understood, but it may be related to the concept of inner self.
Werewolves are highly social. They can successfully pack bond with humans, but play dates with fellow werewolves are recommended around the time of the full moon.
Werewolves love belly rubs. They may be highly physically affectionate in the days around the full moon. Always remember to ask permission before giving pets, she can be very skittish around unfamiliar people.
While the transformation is tied to the lunar cycle, stress can trigger an early transformation. Please be gentle with her in the days leading up to the full moon.
Full moon hangover is very real. Symptoms include malaise, fatigue, aches and sensitivity to light and sound. Carb and protein rich foods can alleviate some of the symptoms. I like to make her a big pancake breakfast the morning after to help her feel better.
Pure silver can lead to skin irritation. Sensitivity to silver alloys varies between individuals, but generally should be avoided. Several alternative white metals exist. For example, I've gotten her stainless steel and titanium jewelry that she absolutely loves. She is a good girl and I love giving her gifts.
Werewolf social dynamics are much more complex and interesting than the outdated alpha/beta/omega model. Please, please, please stop making assumptions about our relationship.
She may smell like dog to you, but to me she smells of pines and mist and fresh fallen rain. Her scent calls to mind the wild freedom of the forest.
Her song is beautiful and haunting. When she howls, I feel the call of the wild and I long to understand it.
Her claws are sharp, but her touch is gentle. Her caress is a soft whisper against my skin. We lay together in the dark, and her body curls around me protectively. Her embrace is safety. I love her.
Her jaws are strong, and her teeth sharp. All her care and tenderness cannot diminish the pain of her bite. I can feel it burning through my veins, her gift to me. She holds me close and murmurs comforts into my ear as it takes hold. Soon I will be like her.
She beckons to me and we run wild through the forest. We hear the song and I know its meaning. Together we add our own voices to the ancient melody. We are bound together now by the curse and our love.
