Primitave instinct governs its ways it follows the animal path hunting down its prey the smell of blood guides it to those foolish enough to stray. It sees fear in your heart and knows you are weak against its strength its brutality as it tears you apart limb from limb not in darkness or in light but in pure animal instinct it needs to feed and you are its prey it feast upon your every part unwilling to live a carcass of your existence and all this at the call of full moon. The Werewolf will hunt you down
Reason for writing:
I like myths and legends. If you like this, read my vampires one, that's even better
Birth sign: Leo
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