@suk-re
saying that a full moon was simply brutal was putting things lightly. their change was forced and nova hated every moment of it. he could feel himself lose control, lose his senses. an instinct would take over and it felt like something else was taking over his body. essentially though he supposed that was what was happening. nova’s family separated themselves, making sure they would not cross paths in order to avoid one of them killing the other by accident. they pulled themselves away from cities and groups of people, because the bone crunching changes echoed through the woods with horrifying sounds. their bodies twisted and turned, forming into an angry beast that was only hungry for flesh. disgusting. he kept himself away from people in hopes that no one would die that night. there was no sense of family and friends when it came to that monster. though the closer to morning, the more that nova would fight for his own senses back, but for right now? a rather large and rather horrifying looking animal was prowling. there was a scent caught on the air and of course, it wanted to hunt. the wolf rushed through the trees, little care of who might see it. he hated his side of him. if he was more conscious, he might hate it more realizing just who’s scent he was following. there was an abrupt halt, large paws sliding along the dirt and earth, slowing their approach. unfortunately it was bambi who he had crossed paths with. not that he really realized that right now. he would make himself known with low heavy growls, another step forward, the wolf crouched low. during a full moon his wolf form was larger, more monster like, than when he could freely choose to turn. though that snowy white fur was still prominent, pinkish red eyes seemed to glow under the light of the moon as he gave no warning before he jumped. it was quite clumsy, but his body was large enough where he could not miss knocking the other off his feet.
