Once in the bathroom, I quickly take off my clothing until I’m completely bare and it doesn't help that the weather had dropped earlier this morning. I'm going to shift anyway and I'm not within the confines of my house and since I can't possibly go out revealing my wolf—it is best to ensure the normality in my clothes since shifting in them means ripping them apart.
Winter Star's scream in my head is too much and so also is her pounds. She wants to come out and I’m going to let her come out. Not because I cannot tame or cool her but because I know how crazy she gets when she is angry. Her tantrums are wider than people in the psych wards. She would destroy everything within her reach, purrs until all her strength goes out of her body, and leaves my human body to endure the hit of her fa
