I have absolutely no idea how long this has been sitting around my hard drive, but from the looks of it, it was a very long time.
I examined the man. This was going to be risky, but I had to do it. My eyes turned red, and sharp fangs appeared in my mouth. There were cracking sounds as I transformed into my wolf form. My black and green fur blended in perfectly with the dark woods, and I leapt at the defenceless man fangs bared, long claws outsretched...
Only to be impaled on a silver spike directly in the heart. Everything went black.
I woke up on a floating rock, skies swirling green.
I looked at myself, and realized with horror...
I could no longer transform.
I mean, if ghosts exist, who's to say werewolves don't?