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Narrowleaf stood up too. "What is it? Something you want?" He asked.
"Sorry about that thing with me killing that mare... Do you... want some?" He asked.
"I don't get it... Brisk, are you in control right now?" Narrowleaf asked.
"Maybe... Maybe because you didn't do the spell with me... Looks like you'll have to spend the rest of the night like this. Don't worry... I'm...
"What the... Brisk... Wh-why...?" He mumbled. "What's wrong?"
He looked at her, then the moon, then her, then his hooves. "Huh... I'm back already..."
He sat next to her, carefully watching the large glowing moon.
Shortly after, Narrowleaf walked out of the alleyway. He looked around for the wolf form of Brisk.
The mare's cries for help were silenced by a loud cracking sound.
Narrowleaf slowly walked around the streets, waiting for somepony to show up. He dashed into an alleyway after a frightened mare ran into it.
*I'm going to hunt. You may come with.* He said, running from the castle.
*You know who I am. I made you like this, you're in my pack now.* He said, still circling.
Narrowleaf walked in circles around the other, trying to get her to notice who he was.
Narrowleaf walked over, claws ripping apart the floor beneath him. *Brisk, are you okay?!* He seemed to asked.
Through various body language and growls, Narrowleaf called out. *Brisk! I don't know if you can hear this, but I put enough for an hour!*
"Alright." Narrowleaf opened the book and began to chant. As he chanted, the moon changed to a full one. He transformed into a timberwerewolf,...
"Wait. I found it. It won't last the entire night, unless I put enough of my own energy in. Want to try?" He said, setting the large book on a table.
"Maybe. I could also find that special tome, so I can change the moon tonight..." Narrowleaf offered.
"I'm sure someone in... wherever you come from knows." He replied.
"So then, now that you two are separated... Do you want to make the choice for yourself?"
