Snap.

Another twig broken.

Snap.

Another bone reshaped.

Snap.

Another arrow missing the fleeing creature by inches.

It was running through the forest, fleeing the chasing humans and their sharp weapons.

It had to shake its head violently again to remind itself that it was not an 'it'.

The pain was clouding her mind and she kept loosing track of her own thoughts.

She had trouble thinking clear at all. The angry humans and the sensation of bones and skin tearing and healing didn't make it any better.

Guards. They're guards, she reminded herself. And they were chasing her cause of her changing body.

It had begun at the start of the night. Just before the last light had finally slunk away beneath the mountains. 

At first she had just screamed. At first people had come rushing into her room, wondering what was wrong. They had panicked and fussed over her as she screamed in pain. Then her skin had cracked and they had all ran away again. The guard had come when the first of her bones began sliding around within her body, reshaping themselves and sliding into new places. The guard had shouted something and pointed his spear at it. It had roared back at him.

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Not it. Her. She was not an 'it'. She had roared at him to stay away. To shut up because her eardrums where popping and regrowing, making all noise both faded and rawer than ever. But her voice had been deep and her tongue had twisted into a flatter shape, refusing to make any words of use. Then she had lunged for the door, successfully scaring the guard into wetting himself and drop his spear. It had leaped out the door, screaming and thrashing to get the unpleasant feeling out of her limbs.

She had bolted for the woods as more guards appeared around the houses, confusion thick in the air. It- SHE had fallen over as she ran, over and over again until finaly she stayed down on all fours. Running faster and faster to distract her from her stretching skin. She had felt it pull itself apart in places, then stretch and mend itself into new shapes. All the while the guards had shouted, herding her through the forest to keep her away from the villages and roads. They had nearly caught up when the ground gave way.

Now it crawled further into the crevice that had so abruptly swallowed it. Another arrow flew at it, this time lodging itself into its hip, locking it up and slowing it down even more. The creature whined and screeched as it finally came to a halt, front legs broken but still shifting around beneath its skin. 

The guards had stopped at the top of the crevice, peering down into the darkness below where the beast lay. It was too dark to tell if it was still breathing so the guard with the bow fired another arrow, this time hitting it in the chest. Only the sound of the arrow digging itself deep into flesh respoded. A short couple of minutes passed before the group of humans decided that the werewolf was dead.

[Creature successfully claimed!]

[Werewolf has been added to the Dungeon beastiary!]