"Evening friends. Great night for it eh?" Leo looked up to behold a full moon. He sheathed his dagger, undid his belt and removed his clothes. He stood there, naked and enjoyed the looks of confusion as 4 more bandits appeared from the brush. He felt the beast take over, as it did every full moon. His finger became claws, his teeth, fangs, his face elongated into a snout. Thick black fur began to cover his entire body. Before long, Leo was fully consumed by the wolf. He howled at the sky and set about, savaging the bandits. He clawed one over the face, his flesh hanging like curtains from his skull. He jumped on another and ripped his throat out, enjoying the warmth of the blood that squirted from the gaping wound. Leo stood and prepared himself for the other round of attack.