She said to Felicity before heading out of the screen door and down to the edge of the woods where the now filthy blanket lay. Sitting down on it she stretched out her long athletic legs, leaned back and admired her now youthful curvy body. Presently she heard the soft footsteps of a bipedal creature emerging from the forest. She turned and smiled at her approaching mate.
He sat down next to her and waited, She had given into the infection so quickly and willingly she was already undergoing the final transformation. He was worried, the first time it happened to humans it was incredibly painful, it got easier over time but this was his new mates initial metamorphosis and it was going to hurt her. He wanted to be there to help her through it, he missed the companionship of a life-mate.
The hunting, feasting, sleeping together was mostly why his race sort out social companionship. He grunted as he felt the familiar call of the moon begin to affect his state. Leaning forward onto all fours he closed his eyes and allowed the shift of his body to begin. His hair lengthened and sprouted all over his body thick hatches appearing over his thighs and back. He opened his jaws and snarled as his teeth ripped through his gums elongating and sharpening. His hands trembled as bones shifted underneath the skin transforming into paws, his fingernails lengthened and harden turning into vicious claws.
The final phase was upon him quickly as his facial features shifted into a wolflike form, his jaw growing in size to a more doglike structure and finally his ears sprouting upwards into the canine shape. Leaning back on his hunches he howled loudly at the rising moon. His body now a magnificent looking brown wolf. Turning to his mate he whimpered in concern as she was already thrashing around in pain on the blanket.
Sandra screamed in pain, it felt like a thousand needles were pushing through her skin at the same time someone was taking a sledgehammer to her ribs and hands. Curling up into a ball she moaned in agony as the thick bristles of werewolf hair grew all over her skin. Blood began to trickle out of her ears as they began to reform themselves. Screaming again and contusing in crippling pain she rolled around on the white stained blanket.
Her mate was licking the wounds on her body as the thatches of werewolf hair quickly created sores all over herself. She was grateful for the support, although it didn't help the pain she was thankful she had someone to help her through this. Falling forward onto all fours she let loose a deep animal scream as her jaws and nose formed together and branched out forwards becoming a muzzle.
Groaning loudly in agony she watched her hands shift painfully into her new paws, blood gushed from the edges of her fingernails as they transformed into powerful claws. At last the transformation was complete and she fell forward onto her face, panting and whining heavily. His muzzle connected with hers softly as he nuzzled her to her feet. Licking her face lovingly her mate leaned back and howled happily that his companion was through the worst of it.
Shakily getting onto all fours, she experimentally tried walking forward in her new quadruped form. It seemed to come naturally to her, shaking her tail happily she rounded on her mate and pounced playfully onto him swatting his torso with her paws. He yelped and she sensed a feeling of relief and happiness emanate from him. He trotted off towards the forest, turning his head he barked an inquiry for her to follow. She paused and looked longingly towards the house. Turning around to face her he spoke in wolf a language he was more comfortable with and one she could now understand.
"You wish to stay nearby here and continue your relationship with your cub?"
He barked at her tipping his head on its side.
"I would like to say goodbye but I wish to run free like you also I would like to return here every so often to visit her and see how she is doing."
She yelped a reply happily. He nodded in response it seemed a fair compromise and he was asking her to give up a lot for him. Besides he often liked to hunt in this area anyway. He sat down and stretched his paws out in front of him waiting for her to complete her farewell.
Sandra turned away from her mate and bounded up the garden through the open screen door to the comfy environment of the living room where Felicity had been watching her change with extreme concern. Sandra leapt up onto her daughter placing her paws on each of Felicity's shoulders. Licking her face a little a leaping back down Sandra wagged her tail excitedly and hoped her daughter was really o.k with this new arrangement.
Felicity was a little confused when her Mother returned as a werewolf and greeted her with love and affection. She had watched her mothers transformation with trepidation and concern. Hearing the screams of pain she had debated weather or not to run down and help. Felicity had decided against that course of action when she saw the male was already licking and nuzzling her mother through the change. Well at least he was loving she had thought. Also all the legends about Werewolves described them as bloodthirsty monsters with no mercy or remorse.
But now she could see Sandra remembered who she was and who her daughter was. Felicity sighed happily knowing everything was going to be fine. She hoped her Mother would return soon and see her again, a small lustful part of her that had been suppressed for many years also hoped she would bring her man with her. With that she leaned down and petted her mother, stroking her long brown coat with affection she whispered.
"It's o.k Mom go and have your freedom, we'll see each other again soon."
Sandra yelped happily, running from her daughter and down to her Mate she bounded off into the forest Determined to enjoy her new freedom. His mate gave chase and they both disappeared into the dark wood and out of Felicity's sight.
They lay together on the mossy damp forest floor, pressed hard against the soil watching the deer cautiously lower its head and begin grazing off the small plants that littered the woodland. She was new and inexperienced. He would show her what to do. The Deer continued to graze, blissfully unaware of what was transpiring a short distance away.
She noticed his muscles stand out more as he tensed to pounce on the unsuspecting pray. A twig broke some distance away, the deer startled raising its head to face the direction of the breakage. An unfamiliar scent filled her nostrils, it was a rough scent of a man, another hunter! She began to panic but he did not for some reason. If she was picking up on it then surely he was?
Perhaps he knew this scent she reasoned. The deers attention was momentarily diverted away from their position and He capitalized on it, Rearing out of his slunk down position, Her male leapt into the air and landed heavily onto the Deers back bringing it to the ground with a loud thud. Utilizing his superhuman strength the male werewolf snapped its neck evenly and quickly. The death was instantaneous and He barked for him to join the feast.
"Ah Nanutak, Again you beat me to the kill."
A deep male voice called from the origin of the kill.
"And you have found yourself a new mate I see, I was beginning to worry about why I had not seen you."
It spoke again. From the darker hidden part of the woods a tall Native American emerged, almost as well toned and muscular as her Mate was. His long black hair cascaded down around his shoulders and his features were very handsome. Her mate looked to him and emitted a light happy growl. Obviously this human was known to him.
"Nanutak might I ask you to bring your kill to my camp and share it with me? It has been many moons since I last ate, Hunting season scares most of the game up into the mountains."
The man spoke again looking for sympathy from the werewolf. Her mate nodded, picking up the Deer by its throat he trotted ahead in front of the man heading, she assumed towards the mans camp. As she followed the tall handsome male stopped her and bought his hand heavily down on her rump.
"Perhaps he will also share his other bounty with me,"
He spoke softly his dark eyes twinkling.
Nanutak followed the dark path through the woods by memory, he could sense his mate following with his human friend some ways back. Presently he came across a beaten out clearing in the woods, there was a fire in the center, three large wooden logs sat in a triangle formation around it. Two large shelters sat in the background a washing line strung between them. He walked up close to the fire and dropped his kill near it, stretching out in front of the fire he whined happily and waited for his mate to return.
"I see your back."
A soft seductive voice spoke from behind him.
"Did you find a new slut to be your bitch?"
