Transformation

Beneath a swollen moon that stains the night with silver fire, a young figure stands, their skin brushed with feral markings—claws curling from fingertips, eyes glinting like a wolf’s. The forest around them breathes, its gnarled trees clawing at the sky, shadows twisting into shapes both real and dreamt. ...

Under the incandescent glow of a large moon that illuminates the dark with a silvery flicker, a young individual is standing, their skin decorated with what appears to be wild patterns—nails bent into sharp claws, eyes sparkling with a similar intensity to that of a wolf. The surrounding forest seems ...