The dim light poured in through my window as I sleepily blinked my eyes open. I slowly got out of my bed and tripped over something on the floor, I hit my face on the floor and just laid there.

"Shit..." I grumbled, getting up and feeling my face. I winced as I brushed over an already developing bruise. I walked out of my room and went down to the kitchen, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. 

"Mornin' mom." I yawned, opening the fridge and grabbing a yogurt.

"Good morning," she said formally, not bothering to look at me. I shrugged and ate the yogurt quickly.

"I'm off to school, mom," I mumbled, not wanting to upset her.

"Open your fucking mouth when you speak to me!" she snapped. "And straighten your posture, you're going to end up looking like a hunchback if you keep standing like that," she said, grabbing my shoulders and straightening my back for me.

"Sorry, mom..." I said, trying my best to speak without mumbling.

"Mmh. Get lost, and don't you dare pretend to be tired or sad, I do not want to speak to your teacher about your 'glum attitude' again!" she sneered, doing air quotations aggressively.

"Yes, mom..." I sighed, slinging my backpack around my shoulder as I walked to the front door.

"See you after school, Mom!" I shouted before leaving for school. As I was walking I started to feel sick so I slowed down and tried to catch my breath, the world around me began to spin violently. A bloody vomit began to spew out of my mouth as I collapsed to the ground, the world slowly became blurry and darker as I felt my limbs jerk and thrash. My ears began to ring and my vision was fogged as the world slowly faded into nothingness.

I opened my eyes into a haze of blurriness, everything around me was so colourful, it made my stomach twist with a sweet nauseousness that couldn't be properly described. I stretched out my limbs and then realized, this isn't my body. I looked down and saw two furry little paws where my legs usually were.

"What the...?" I thought, I tried desperately to speak but only small, growls came out. My mind was full of panic as I tried to understand my situation. What am I? Where am I? What's going on? I started running until I heard a distant sound of running water, I quickly followed the sound and when I got to the water I looked into it, a figure of a wolf stared back at me, the wolf had fur as dark as the night with amber eyes that glared deeply into my soul. I soon realized that the wolf was me. I was a wolf now. Everything was so confusing, one minute I was running as a wolf and the next I felt a tingly sensation and I was a human again, only this wasn't my body. My new body was strong and my face was now hard and handsome. My hair is now black instead of the muddy brown I was so used to and my blue eyes were now a piercing brown. It took some time to get used to constantly phasing back and forth from wolf to human, but eventually, I could do it without even having to prepare myself.

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One day, I was going for one of my usual hunting trips for food when I came across a large tower, I shifted back to my human form, not bothering to cover up. I saw a staircase that led up to the top of the tower, I slowly climbed it and came across a wooden door. I knocked and heard something scrambling around inside. The door swung open and standing there was a man with a large cloak wrapped around his small frame. He noticed my obvious nakedness and his face turned beet red. 

"Uhhh... Hello?" I said, trying to ignore him staring at my body.

"Who are you?!" He started, his eyes darting up to meet mine. The blush on his face hadn't faded, in fact, it had worsened. 

"Ummm..." I tried to think of a name, crap, I should've named myself a long time ago. "Quill...?" I said, looking at his quill pen on his messy desk against the tower's window.

"Quill? That's an unusual name..." He mumbled. "And what business do you owe here?" He interrogated.

"Business? I just saw a tower and thought 'oh wow, a tower, I've been out here for so long and haven't seen anyone so I must be the only one left so no one going to be in here!" I shouted, feeling unusually angry. 

"Then why did you knock?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I dunno," I shrugged. "I was trying to be hopeful, y'know?" I flashed my unusually sharp canines at him in a grin and he stumbled back a bit.

"Are you okay?" I asked, a frown cast upon my face. He nodded fervently and cleared his throat.

"I am Boline the wizard of this region. And yes, technically you are the only one left in this world, well... of your type. All of the other werewolves have been extinct for decades, you're the first one I've seen in person..." he explained, eyeing me up and down, his eyes lingering on my lower area. This time I was the one to blush.

"Please, come in." He ushered me inside, he disappeared into a small room for a few seconds and came back with a pair of black shorts and threw them at me. I quickly dressed into them and then sat on a chair he had pulled out for me. 

"I want to examine you... You are so, so rare..." he mumbled, eyeing me once again. I wasn't aware of how special I was. 

"Ummm... sure? Do you want me to like... take off my clothes again...?" I asked slowly. 

"What? No! I just want to come with you, like, on adventures or whatever!" He stammered, a blush creeping on his face again.

"Come with me...? Fine. Some company would be nice anyway..." I rolled my eyes and stood up again. 

"Come on then, let's get going." I said, walking out the door, once again, my life had changed.