Vera "Not A Werewolf" Lycaon @Thaminga@awoo.space

devoured a pizza while crouched over the box it came in after putting it on the ground and subsequently got hella phantom sensations after getting a good look at the moon

what's good

me: god why do I feel stir crazy af in spite of getting like five hours of sleep
moon: 🌕
me: *ah*

god I wish I had a set of fangs right now
and claws
and pointed ears
and fur all over my body
and a muzzle
and

I haven't exactly been doing a *great* job at remembering my dreams lately but this one's still pretty fresh in my memory even two hours after waking up, so I may as well write this one out and share with the rest of the class.

Things started out pretty nebulously. Me and someone who was implied to be my older sister (NB: I'm an only child) along with a friend of mine around my age (no one I could put a name to) were out and about going through town, friend ran off having to do something saying she'll be back not much later. She didn't return, so me and my sister went looking for her a while after we dove into this fairly large store (though, only one story tall) with a big public space on top of it, first shopping around before we decided to go looking for her. Mostly groceries around us, not unlike a typical large-ish Asian supermarket but... less strictly Asian?

We arrived upstairs, and not too long after we went our separate ways - sis scoped out the bottom floor where there was a big crowd of people gathered around a dance-off between two folks no older than their early 20s, I meanwhile went upstairs where there was a small bar with a bunch of people gathered around it figured I'd find my friend there instead.

This is where things got spooky.

First thing I wanted to do was freshen myself up a little and maybe grab some water to drink, so I went up to the counter (roughly square around a small booth in the middle of the mezzanine with stools arranged around it, self-serve) and reached over for the tap when this guy smugly put his hand on mine and pressed it shut again.

So of course, I pushed his hand off of mine and pulled his arm away, which just led him to reach over again and flick water at me because he was clearly looking for a fight at which point... something snapped in me. This guy was no longer just an annoyance, he was *prey*.

The next thing that happened was that I lunged forward and sunk my teeth right into his arm, biting right through as my teeth turned into large fangs, claws growing from my fingertips while I pulled him out of his seat and slammed him against the wall behind me - everyone around me panicked and started screaming and running away as I'd started to turn.

Could swear I felt a thin dusting of fur on me as I woke up, too.