Claimed By The Lycan King
There was a moment of disorientation as my perspective changed, rising higher as Leon's bipedal form took over, powerful legs bending slightly, clawed hands flexing with released tension.
I opened my eyes - now Leon's eyes, with their keener vision - and looked at Lola just in time to witness her transformation. Her shift was fluid, graceful despite what must have been years of limited practice. Her slender form expanded, lengthened, honey-blonde hair giving way to light brown fur that gleamed in the fading light. Sierra stood before us, amber eyes glowing with newfound freedom, her Lycan form lithe and strong, smaller than Leon's but perfectly proportioned. She stretched, rolling her should