Daniel turned around and slowly walked through the forest towards home. Every muscle on him was sore from holding back the change during repeated occasions as of late. His eyes would constantly shift, and change if it was not for how much he cared for Gina, he could not have possibly withheld that from her. The young werewolf felt his teeth repeatedly grow from his gums to give the appearance of sharp canines, and then retracted. The change for a werewolf was not all painful, and somehow the pain was lusted after for them.<br/>Though some things never felt desired.<br/><br/>The feeling of losing your humanity was like a form of ecstasy, and acted like a drug in the end. With all things considered, when you regained your more human outlook on life... the thin glass that separated the beast and man starts to dwindle, and crack. All the blood rushes in like water, and all you see is the red currents as you try to breath... blowing nothing but bubbles of air into the crimson lake.<br/>In short, it's like drowning while knowing nothing is going save you.<br/><br/>Daniel looked up, and treating his weakness and strength like a tag team-<br/>He let that thin glass crack just a little more...