Chapter 9 ~Hunting~

• The wrath in me could boil up the cold sea. I howled repeatedly, perched from trees to trees, pounced on the grassy, land and heavy mist of dust hovered in the space.
• Julius entertained his eyes with my radiant display. Reality was playing before him. I perceived it was his first time to see a human shape-shift into a werewolf. He folded his arms and stared, gaping at me.
• I overheard the chirping of a handful of birds overhead. I howled in notorious fury, pounced away and perched from branches to branches, leaving a few branches snapping to the ground.