SEND ME 🐺 FOR MY MUSE TO BECOME A WEREWOLF FOR A THREAD
closed starter for @aqualiic
The snow made a pleasant crunchy noise under his boots as he walked along a path only he knew, through the woods.
Well, alright, maybe not only he did. But people usually would not stray from the path for visitors, and he’d started doing so only a few months ago, when he’d started needing to run away from town, into the woods’ heart with his mate.
When he reached a spot he knew to be safe, he stopped and crouched setting hi bag down, looking around, just in case, before getting rid of his clothes with the usual cold shivers embracing him.
After all, nobody would want to see an otherwise completely unsuspicious small boy with angelic blond curls scream and whine and grit his teeth in pain as his whole body morphed, his bones and muscles visibly rearranged themselves under his skin, his eyes changed and his face became completely different.
Once that all happened and he opened his eyes after collapsing on the snow, he verified his sight was different - as usual. He would see less colors, and the shapes around him would be less defined. But the smells, oh, the smells. He could sense them all now. It was familiar, he could feel the taste of blood in his mouth at the fresh scent of rabbit, could feel the sting of pine leaves in his brain with how intense their smell was.
He could tell where a bird was, by following the traces left in the air by it, and he knew exactly what had walked around on the snow by just sniffing it. He could sense the woods differently, and see them from another point of view.
And then his nose picked up on something completely different yet again. Something familiar, something he’d known all too much, that he hadn’t sensed for months before. He looked around, on edge, as his tail began wagging excitedly and a smile formed inside of him.
Haru-chan?