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The wound was easy to treat though it left a scar on his shoulder. Oh well, just another one to end up on his body. A month rolled by and the following days to the full moon were rough. He was irritable and felt weird. His shoulder burned with pain as the night progressed and he gave a annoyed sigh. Course when the moon was fully out, he found himself changing and what clothes he had on were torn apart. Unlike Jayl though, his hands were a combination of paw and hands and he stood on his hind legs still. HIs mind though was run on the wolf's instincts but when morning came, he rose from the forest floor and groaned.

"Oh my head..." Firo groaned.