"Ohfuckohfuckohfuck," Arnold whimpered over and over again, tempting me to kill him from sheer annoyance. Suddenly, however, his eyes flared amber, and his complaining stopped.
"Oh....wow.." he mumbled, teeth growing into fangs. I stepped away from him, allowing him to feel the change in all its glory. Black fur covered him as his clothing shredded, and soon, I was joined by my pack brother, no longer a weak human.
"Welcome to the pack," I said, extending a clawed hand to him, speaking in the language of the beast.
"Awesome," he replied, taking my hand, "Now what do we do?"