The first full moon of the month would be out tonight and I’d be given a break from this hell. A sunset never felt so long, and my mouth never felt so dry. No doubt I would have died out here, without my belt I was only at the mercy of natures lunar cycle. And because of this well timed event, the world would now be at the mercy of a pissed off and thirsty as fuck beast.

Standing upright I closed my eyes and tilted my head back letting the last of the suns orange glow bathe the cracking skin of my face. Then I felt it. My eyes opened and I knew their color had already started to darken, my arms and legs felt heavier for a moment then much lighter. As I bent down the sand felt almost cool and refreshing between my fingers. The air smelled better, more textured, and less harsh and hot than before. I reached over my shoulder and tore the shirt from my back. I took a deep breath in through my nose and could smell the asphalt of a road to my East, my road home. I sprang from my rest into a full gallop toward the road, my body changing at my will to better suit running on all fours. My arms grew, my shoulders raised, my spine and skull re worked to allow my look forward. The feeling never got old, the taste of the air was sweet, the rushing of it through the hair now covering my body was exhilarating, and the sound of it whipping across my now extended face was magnificent. And then another sound joined in to the symphony. A low humming in the distance let me know a car was coming from the North, fast. I turned my stride South East, I would cut them off, my thirst would be quenched.

I was big now, I had absorbed much of what the moon offered and I had grew with it. Anger and joy pounded through me as the distance between the road and myself closed. The hunt, the feeding, the trap.

They never knew what hit them, I leapt from my run right into the side of their SUV, smashing my back into the broadside of the vehicle. It sailed sideways and began to roll one way from my collisions, then simultaneously hood over hindquarters from the vehicle’s forward momentum. I sat on the side off the road watching them tumble and cartwheel, smelling their blood and licking my lips. My maw will be quenched with their flesh.

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