Nate had seen enough werewolf movies to know what happened when one of them transformed, and he didn't want to hurt any of his friends. He turned and ran into the woods.
"Nate!" he heard someone call out, not stopping until he reached a small clearing far away. He suddenly doubled over, crying out. His skin itched madly as grey fur spread all over his body. He ripped his shirt off with his claws as his fur thickened and his muscles bulged and grew stronger.
Nate felt his shoes rip as his feet elongated into a digitigrade, but he could still stand on two legs. His jeans ripped in places, exposing the thick fur underneath, before the seat of his pants tore open, making way for a wolf's tail. Suddenly, the changes overtook his face. His nose turned black and moist, his teeth sharpened into fangs and his ears grew long and pointy, moving up the sides of his skull. Nate tried to scream as his face pushed out into a large muzzle, but only grunts and growls came out. He felt his mind slowly slipping away, replaced with that of a feral animal, as he howled at the moon...
Sara, Rory and Alex - or Honru - heard a loud wolf's howl, echoing through the forest. "What was that?"
"It doesn't matter" said Rory. "We have to keep looking for Nate..."