(Original author here. I meant to write this the first time, I just got preoccupied and eventually forgot about it. Oh yeah, is it just me or does it seem like wolves have had a resurgence recently on this site?)
Your whole body begins to ache and spasm now as the lion and tiger heads split further away from you forming completely new weres.
"WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?" The vendor shouted.
"This is my curse. Every full moon I not only turn into a werewolf but a were of some other kind splits off from me. Since the magic is double, I have two werewolves splitting off from me. I can control my ability and I'm stronger than the other is but they are evil. Now, do you have any chains?" You ask him remaining calm.
He shakes his head as he slowly backs off before sprinting in the other direction.
"Some help he was." You think to yourself as you turn to face the other two weres who are beginning to recover their balance. They look at you and bare their teeth. It will be hard to take on two of them but if their is one good thing that you've gotten out of this deal, you do feel stronger.