Faolan's legs carried him forward as he moved about in a haze. As he walked, one piece of clothing after another fell from his body to the ground. First, his jacket, then he forced his feet out of his boots, then his shirt, and finally his belt. His mind was drifting, one moment fully his own and one moment filled with unbridled rage and hunger. He could smell Lucien's sweet flesh behind him, but he wanted him to run, to fly away, anything to stop him from becoming a victim of the beast.

He didn't know how long he was stumbling through the trees, could only keep moving until the change fully started. Once it did, there was no moving until he was finished. He knew very little about the aftermath of this, but often had small snapshot-type memories that flashed through his brain after he was himself again. If he hurt Lucien, would he even remember doing it?

Eventually, he had to stop moving as his body seized violently in agony. He could feel his tendons snapping and reforming, his bones breaking and healing rapidly in a new configuration, his muscles stretching and contracting around his new form, under his new flesh.

Faolan fell to his knees, and looked over his shoulder to see Lucien, his face wracked with worry. Before it began, he managed one final desperate plea to the Frenchman, [color=a36209]"Please...Lucien....Fly."[/color] And then he roared in pain.

It was as if Faolan's entire body was housing an earthquake. His bones protruded beneath his skin as his body twisted and writhed in pain. The sound of loud snapping accompanied each tremor. He spine lengthened as if growing discs, his arms and fingers grew, his bones broke his skin and fur began to grow all over his body. He bled for a moment each time his skin was rent, but just as fast as it had been torn, it stitched itself together again as his skeleton was re-formed. His legs snapped first one way, then the other to accommodate large muscular double-kneed legs. His fingernails grew from the ends of his fingers and curved into cruel claws. His jaw dislocated and hung from his skull for a moment, attached only by tendons, until it was joined by a second jaw bone that looked as thought it were growing out of his mouth. Tears streamed down his face as the pain caused him to black out and the screaming and roaring finally stopped. This was where his mind faded, where he became another.

For a moment after the change was complete, the creature was seemingly unconscious; green eyes fluttered as his body shook with mini aftershocks from the trauma he had just endured. The beast was on its hands and knees, it's claws digging into the earth beneath it. The tail hung limp behind him, but slowly started to become animated as the beast's mind clarified.