Getting down with his big, bad self

[tt_remus]

Date: 27 March 2002
Characters: Remus Lupin
Setting: Secure island
Content: TBD
Status: Public: closed

Remus was free. Well, not Remus exactly. Whatever you would call the werewolf was free. The transformation felt rougher this time, he could feel every contortion. But once he was fully transformed, he ran. And ran. And ran some more. The werewolf was aware that he was followed by a stag and a dog; they didn't concern him at present. He was more interested in running and stretching the muscles he hadn't been allowed to stretch in a long, long time.

The werewolf ran until he reached the shore and pawed at the water. This was unexpected. He looked up at the sky and let out one long howl before taking off again. This time he took notice of the creatures and went for the stag. He was met with a full rack of antlers. Poor planning. That would hurt later. Next time, he'd go for the dog.

His gait was slowing now. He had such freedom, but he could still feel the man trying to take control. A headshake to try and get rid of the feeling.

Something moved in the brush and he was off!