

A Night In The Woods...A young man enters into the woods, hesitant and aware of his surroundings. He ventures deeper and deeper into the woods wondering how to hide his secret from the world and seclude his inner being from human eyes. His eyes jerked from side to side, dilating fully and making sure he was far enough from the lights of the city. He wanted to be in complete darkness when he changed. He wanted to make sure that he wouldn't venture off into the city looking for the wrong kind of prey.A Night In The Woods...
After a couple hours of walking, he was finally as far away as he wanted to be from society. Suddenly, a cold chill crept down his spine, lingering undern


Another TFI was just a little girl. A child, really. I dont remember my name. Sometimes I wish I could; it would be nice to put a name to my identity. My father had just gotten a new job, working at a wildlife preserve in Mississippi. A wolf animal preserve, ironically enough. It was a very large area, thirty square acres, and so to keep an eye on the wolf packs, there were cameras all over the preserve; so that we could see if a wolf got hurt, and be there when the wolves gave birth you know, just take care of them. We moved to a quiet place very close to the preserve. The owners had bought much land for theAnother TF


My werewolf story - so farLook at me, you will see what the moon has done to me! Im a child of the brightest of nights! I mouthed, cupping my headphones to my ears. Images flooded my mind as the music continued. Come to me, youll be free of the trouble life can be! Into hell I will send your lost soul! I will drag you into darkness! A thrill went through me as the song continued. A thrill of excitement. I loved this song, and the stories it told me. I was eager for the rest of the song, eager to hear the rest of the story and the poetry and the monsters ... William! Cmon, Will, where are you?My werewolf story - so far
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“Like most animals, werewolves spend a large part of their lives engaged in the three F's of basic survival: feeding, fighting and…reproduction.” – Elena Michaels werewolf heroine of BITTEN by Kelley Armstrong
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I feel the beast inside me break free, and my wolfen blood boils ... The Wolf is in control now ... I raise my face to the sky and howl in the thrill of freedom.
Yeah. I'm tapped out on original stuff, so I must turn to a decidedly lower form of art.
Expect fanfiction. A lot of fanfiction, from me over the next little while. I'm currently developing three different fanfictions, one involving my own fan-made characters. Aaaand they're all about Sonic the Hedgehog (well, mostly Shadow.)
It's clear I need help; no kid my age should be THIS obsessed with Shadow! But in the meantime, Shadow's going insane, Sonic's werewolf problem came back on him, and Shadow and Rouge had a son.
Go with what works, I guess.
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I feel the beast inside me break free, and my wolfen blood boils ... The Wolf is in control now ... I raise my face to the sky and howl in the thrill of freedom.
And hey, if you're ever interested in being commissioned, let me know; there are plenty of tf stories I'd love to see written by someone who's good at it!
Sorry you don't like geography. Personally, math was my least favorite class, but that could have been because of the hellish teacher.
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I feel the beast inside me break free, and my wolfen blood boils ... The Wolf is in control now ... I raise my face to the sky and howl in the thrill of freedom.
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I feel the beast inside me break free, and my wolfen blood boils ... The Wolf is in control now ... I raise my face to the sky and howl in the thrill of freedom.
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I feel the beast inside me break free, and my wolfen blood boils ... The Wolf is in control now ... I raise my face to the sky and howl in the thrill of freedom.
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I feel the beast inside me break free, and my wolfen blood boils ... The Wolf is in control now ... I raise my face to the sky and howl in the thrill of freedom.
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