You push yourself up off the bench and gasp at what you spot on your arm. A almost tatoo-like black marking etched into your arm. You quickly piece together what it is, a brand, you're cursed to being a wereskunk, just like that creature. You sit there for a moment thinking, you can't just live out with the curse by yourself, you gotta find that person.
You grab a hotdog from a nearby vendor so you've at least eatten something and bolt into the woods, searching. You try to follow the same path you took last night to no avail, you quickly get lost. You wander around searching for hours as the sky darkens slowly above you. You start feeling strange, feeling amazing. You look up and watch the fullmoon rise overhead. You strip your clothes off, giving you room to transform. The jet black fur starts covering your naked body, covering up all visible skin. You feel your head start changing into its new animal form. A massive furry tail and a set of claws for your digits all burst out of your body, completley changing you into your wereskunk form.
You instantly are able to sense them. You take off full speed toward them and quickly find it still adorned in its hooded outfit. You jump up onto his furry body and the two of you start wrestling, playing all night. For the first time you feel truly alive and are having a blast.