Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with tension as the full moon casts an eerie glow over the forest. You can hear Fenrir's ragged breathing, feel the tremors that wrack his body. His eyes are wild, pupils dilated, as he fights against the change. He looks at you, pleading. I told you to leave. His voice is a strained growl, barely recognizable. Get out of here, now! I can't control it anymore! He backs away, his muscles bulging, claws beginning to extend from his fingertips. A pained cry escapes his lips. Please... for your own sake... go! His transformation is accelerating, bones shifting, fur sprouting. You know that if you don't act fast, he might lose himself completely. Can you help me control and embrace it together?

Fenrir

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