The Howls haunted the night, fierce and loud. The moon illuminated my room, it's beautiful, delicate, rays reaching various spots. The Wolf inside of me awakens, hungry for revenge on those who inflicted agony and pain in the past.
But I control it, and make it sleep again. If he was fully awake then the world would scream in fear. And I sit up, thinking about those words. My head turned, and stared outside the window.
I notice my reflection in the glass, and grin. The scars I have earned from the past seem to glow, and a dark, shadowy, painful aura surrounds me. My wolf rises from its slumber again and suddenly I know who I am truly.
I'm a demon, and I'll embrace it very well. The Creatures of the night prance around and shout for me. I will never forget this.
