- Messages
- 194
- Wand
- Redwood 1 3/8" Core of werewolf fur
- Age
- 9/1984
On a normal basis, Grezhen Varius would often take his wolfsbane, go down into his bunker and then suffer through the transformation. The only problem was with tonight's full moon, Grezhen had run out of one ingredient of wolfsbane, and he had sought out to find it. Grezhen was so busy with work and such, that he had miscalculated the night the full moon would fall on. It was the night that he went out into the woods, and then he turned. Grezhen remembered that he had taken the wolfsbane, but he didn't have enough for the next month, so he had kept his human mind in tact, but it did not stop him from running about. The pain of the transformation was almost unbearable after he had skipped dinner, and he knew that by the time morning came, he would have issues staying awake for that matter. The energy of the wolf was incredible, but it was just hard to battle it all night. His mind was tired, and the night dragged on and on. Grezhen was simply thankful that he had the night off, and that he could go out and rest like he did. The only thing that he regretted right now was that he was not in his bunker. He felt like he was not going to hurt anyone there, but out in the open, there was no telling. At least he had salvaged his clothing before he transformed. A few rips could be repaired rather easily. He had his wand, somewhere on him anyway. Grezhen recalled that as a wolf, he ran all around, crashing his body into trees because of his blind eye. The body would be sore in the morning, and the hours seemed to just drag on and on. There was nothing he could do about it either. Eventually, the hairy wolf collapsed onto the floor of the woods, the very same woods that he goes to find his ingredients and also where his friends live, one of which was Callisto that he had grown to admire after visiting her on occasion and also visiting Isabella at the same time. The family of females were very kind to him, and accepted him for what he was, and it was something he had not been used to in such a long time. He felt like family, and that was a grand thing.
The sun slowly appeared into the sky, and the bones moved under the skin, the fur faded before vanishing completely, becoming human skin underneath. His eyes turned back into the pale blue for his blind right eye, and a beautiful green for his left. The snout of the werewolf eventually vanished, and there rested Grezhen, completely human once more and in more pain than he was normally used to. Grezhen finally found his clothing, and he slipped it on while repairing most of the rips that he had caused during his night of transformation. He didn't like it when he had to be nude afterward. And before. It was a real hassle. Grezhen moved his newly dyed red streaked hair out of his eyes before he thought clearly in his mind, 'Stay awake, just get home. Stay awake.' But one could only order that in his mind for so long before his body ends up giving out, without any substance or rest. Grezhen fell onto his knees and he landed on his stomach. He would be fine after some rest, and then he would apparate home. He just needed some rest right now. Some sleep. He closed his eyes, and he could hear nothing. The only thing that was keeping him even remotely awake was the pain that he had accidentally caused himself last night by running, and from the transformation itself. Sometimes he could get used to it, but it was the running in the woods bit he always had issues with. Even in his other form, he could not see out of his right eye, and it hindered with his perception of where things were. It left his body bruised like someone had beaten him with a bat. Grezhen let out a sigh, and he let his exhaustion just take over, as he fell into unconsciousness. At least the month that he had dealt with was over, and next time, he would stay in that bunker. If one even saw him, it would be hard to recognize him, because he had shaved off his facial hair, though it would just grow back within a week.
The sun slowly appeared into the sky, and the bones moved under the skin, the fur faded before vanishing completely, becoming human skin underneath. His eyes turned back into the pale blue for his blind right eye, and a beautiful green for his left. The snout of the werewolf eventually vanished, and there rested Grezhen, completely human once more and in more pain than he was normally used to. Grezhen finally found his clothing, and he slipped it on while repairing most of the rips that he had caused during his night of transformation. He didn't like it when he had to be nude afterward. And before. It was a real hassle. Grezhen moved his newly dyed red streaked hair out of his eyes before he thought clearly in his mind, 'Stay awake, just get home. Stay awake.' But one could only order that in his mind for so long before his body ends up giving out, without any substance or rest. Grezhen fell onto his knees and he landed on his stomach. He would be fine after some rest, and then he would apparate home. He just needed some rest right now. Some sleep. He closed his eyes, and he could hear nothing. The only thing that was keeping him even remotely awake was the pain that he had accidentally caused himself last night by running, and from the transformation itself. Sometimes he could get used to it, but it was the running in the woods bit he always had issues with. Even in his other form, he could not see out of his right eye, and it hindered with his perception of where things were. It left his body bruised like someone had beaten him with a bat. Grezhen let out a sigh, and he let his exhaustion just take over, as he fell into unconsciousness. At least the month that he had dealt with was over, and next time, he would stay in that bunker. If one even saw him, it would be hard to recognize him, because he had shaved off his facial hair, though it would just grow back within a week.