#VioletWaveOC #TheLycan #Werewolf #Transformation
He claws at the earth gasping for breath. Sweat pours from his body to no end. He's on his hands and knees, his back arched to the night sky. His body trembles. When the transformation begins to reach its midpoint, he throws his head up and a scream of pain and feral rage tears from his throat.

I have ALOT of fun drawing and writing about him in agony. Does that make me a terrible person?

Oh well. Enjoy his suffering. I know I do. :)