The last fading golden light of the evening pushed it's way through the blinds, creating a pattern of bars along the floor. Sissero took another long drag on his cigarette and sighed it out, his naked body cooling. One of the three naked girls moaned behind him in her sleep, sexually satisfied. He on the other hand was not nearly satisfied. It would have to wait for another night however. Tonight was the full moon and he could already feel the beast restlessly stirring inside him. He took another drag, finishing his cigarette, noticing his hand was shaking slightly. It was still painful to change for him and he did not look forward to the agony he would inevitably be in. He had not yet learned to relax and embrace himself, all of himself. He still fought the wolf, fought it for what scraps of humanity still remained.<br/><br/>"Shit..." he muttered as he flicked the filter away and dressed. Soundlessly he slipped out the back door, hoped a fence in one fluid motion and started down the street, out of town. He carried his black leather jacket over his bare shoulder and dressed only in a pair of blue jeans and black boots he headed to a place that might keep him out of trouble for the night.<br/><br/>The paved road turned to a dirt one and before long that turned to a trail, which as he kept moving disappeared into a forest. He entered a thicket and striped away the rest of his clothes and left them there for his return. The evening deepened and the shadows became inky blackness as he slid threw them, deeper and away from the city. His bare feet fell upon the soft grasses of the forest and the cool night brushed against his skin. Smells of soil, plants and animals came to him as the beast awakened within him. The moon was rising. The time would be soon.<br/><br/>He stopped suddenly as he heard a wolf's howl, but it was not an ordinary wolf howl. It was...<br/>Suddenly it happened like a twig snapping in his mind. It all broke free of his grasp and leapt up to take him. Red hot pain consumed him, bones cracking, muscles bulging, stretching, skin prickling needle like with hairs. He yelled and roared in pain alternately from beast to man as the change hit him like an unstoppable avalanche. His face elongated, changing his teeth as it formed into a muzzle, feet into paws and ears stretching into pointed wolf like ones. It all slipped into place and part of him no longer cared.<br/><br/>When it was done he crouched panting a moment in the light of the moon, jet black hair shinning and golden eyes sharp with hunger but curiosity overwhelmed him. He howled in response to the other wolf and made his way quickly in it's direction, sniffing the wind. He caught no sent however as the wind was not with him, however he did break into a clearing of tall grass and there on the top of a hill was not one but two werewolves.<br/><br/>His fur prickled, standing up as he cautiously sniffed the air. He waited until they saw him, unsure how to behave around others of his kind. He approached a little closer, still sniffing, catching a sent of a female and a male. He stopped again, half way to them and considered them again. It had not occurred to him what he would do if he actually met one of his own kind. It was obvious to the others that he clearly was unsure. Curiously he watched there every move.