He groaned when he woke up.

Damn, how many of THESE am I going to have in my life?

"Mmm, you good Zack." He looked around, but no sign of his friend. "Zack?"

No answer.

When he stood up, he could feel the familiar sensation of being on all fours again. His face grew pale.

Slowly he looked down at his feet, and in replacement were paws and the familiar timberwolf color.

"Oh shit!" He exclaimed. This can't be, he's got to be dreaming!

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Wait, if he's back in his form, then that must mean.........

He slowly turned around and saw Shadow.

Oh fuck! The black wolf is back!

When Scratch saw Shadow as the black wolf again, he was terrified.

Shadow then turned to face him and glared.

Shakily, Scratch croaked. "H - hey, uh, it looks like you're a wolf again!"

"Good, I need to be." His friend said.

He couldn't decide whether to be dumbfounded over the answer or to be shaken by Shadow's familiar pitch.

Shakily, Scratch pointed out. "It seems like you got your voice back!"

Shadow glared at him again. "REALLY? You THINK?" His voice was low and harsh.

Scratch gulped, then looked to his right to see Howl come into the picture. Looking at Shadow in his old form, Howl's eyes grew wide. "Whoa!"

When Rose went over to figure out what the commotion was, immediately, her hands covered her mouth as she gasped at the three large beasts in front of her.

Shadow looks up at her, then down at the ground. "Sssshhhhit!" He hissed.