No Theme Thursday

Harry was pissed! All this time he thought Amy loved him for his strength, his mystery, and probably his long black hair. Okay, it was starting to get gray streaks, but he was over three hundred years old! This night as every third Saturday night, he changed and she just stared at him, hands on hips. “What? Harry asked. Is something wrong?”

“Wrong? Wrong? Harry, you look horrible! What happened to that beautiful black fur you always sprout on these nights?”

Harry went to the mirror and freaked out. His whole body was looking like he put his claw in a light socket! He charged out of the house looking for prey. Any warm blooded creature would do…hey, it’s a deer! Wolf hunger satisfied. The next day he would visit the pack and ask for advice.

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No Theme Thursday: 10.24.24