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Pack Tactics

added by Chimera 21 years ago

The wind was blowing fiercely then, whipping through her grey-streaked black hair as it billowed out into an unruly mane. Laura idly stroked her budding teats as the seat of her pants burst, freeing a lush onyx tail. She whined and growled in pleasure as her dark muzzle swelled from her face. She knew soon she would join her sisters in the dormatory...


Carla was quite a sight, her luxurious pelt ranging from snow white to ivory to a dingy off-white in places. It looked almost like the dappling of light in a winter forest. Her snowy mane floated on the air like wispy threads of gossamer. It looked altogether quite inviting to Wendy.

“Become for me, Wendy,” Carla growled through her expanding muzzle. “Become my wolf mate.”

Wendy wanted to.

Desperately.

Somehow, though, her rational mind began to reassert itself. This was crazy, and she couldn't do this. Panicking, she turned on her leathery heel and bolted.

Her flight was nothing short of acrobatic, leaping over those she-wolves that were already exploring each other, tumbling down the stairs, and out into the night.

Carla made a move as if to follow, but Nighthowler shook her head.

"Don't bother. She'll be back..."
Wendy knew her hiding place was safe. The musk of she-wolves hung thick on the air of the small college town, and while the scent of it threatened her resolve, it would keep them from tracking her down.

She was just on the cusp of becoming as they were, and it was taking most of her will to hang on to herself. In the harsh fluorescent light of the humanities building faculty lounge, she looked over her sprawled form and the changes the moon had wrought upon it.

Her hair was fantastically long, longer than it had ever been, like a cape underneath her reclining frame. A ruff of auburn ringed her neck and shoulders like hackles. She shifted her weight uneasily, unable to accomodate the one foot long tail whose growth she had aborted by not giving in.

A whimper escaped her lips, and she hoped she could hold out until morning...


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