Hunger for Change

November 29, 2007
Revulsion, confusion, pain.
Bones snapped, jaws popping,
Body stretching, falling onto knees.

Golden brown pelt thrown on,
Fur bristling against the
Chilled wind... Wait. Vanished.
Warmth, lips pulled back.
Grinning. Husky intakes of breaths.

A mere whisper now,
Thunder rumbled from within.
It's time to hunt.

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