Werewolf

As the moon peaks over the highest mountain afar
Its captivating silver light shines on my pale skin
I can feel its pull and hear its call
Allowing me to stand among the wild souls of the forest
Staring up towards the beautiful bright orb
My heart races and goose bumps form on my body
I feel strange, excited, and more alive

Without warning, my inner soul begins to emerge
Escaping this dry, pale cage that I call my human body
My bones stretch and reform under the light of the moon
Making my limbs more powerful and stronger than before
Nails lengthen and become claws, teeth grow and become fangs
A never-ending field of fur grows, covering my exposed and bare skin
I can hear clearly, see clearly, and smell clearly

A glorious howl escapes my throat and soars towards the moon above
With joy in my steps, I run through the untamable forest
The rugged ground feels good under my padded paws
While the cool breeze flows through my wild, untamed fur
Various sweet smelling scents fill this feral soul of mine
Tonight I will roam the land with the moon to watch over me
Letting this exhilarating freedom run through my lupine body