Surprise!

My instincts peak and I smile as I watch him attack. His paw flies dangerously close to my face and I dodge expertly.

I feel a great urge to morph and beat the crap out of these guys, but if I dare morph, I might risk getting stoned to death.

I know the council, and they don’t play favorites. They stand by their word.

“Stop this!” I say as each of them attacks. I dodge all their attempts to hit me smoothly until I trip on a rock behind me and I fall.

The head of their pack jumps over me as he sees the opportunity. He lands a hit on my jaw with his paw and I groan in pain.

As he is about to hit me again, I grab his paw and I send him flying in the opposite direction with a single blow.

I stand to my feet and I let out a growl that causes the other wolves to halt their movements. They now seem scared to try anything.

Although I am not allowed to morph, I can certainly take these guys in a fight. I could kill everyone