Suddenly, Eric wolf shrank!
He got really small. The ferocious Eric wolf opened his mouth to howl again.
"meow"
He had turned into a were-kitten! The tortured were-kitten gave another frightful little mew, then went off in hunt for a ball of yarn to play with.
Diabolical. Now every full moon, Eric would forever have to endure giving in to his savage kitten nature, lapping from bowls of milk and playing with evil balls of colorful yarn. How could he explain to his family - his friends?? How could he ever live with himself??
As the moon rose high into the sky like a big pizza pie, a bone chilling little sound echoed through the forboding halls of Spellstorm Mannor.
"meow"