Rage
We raced through the forest, our earlier joy turned to fear. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Footsteps racing through the undergrowth and bloodlust-filled howls let me know that my clan was on our trail. They were close, far too close for comfort. I had to protect her, so I slowed to a stop and turned to face my clan, ready for anything. I looked over my shoulder and told her to run to the clan border. She listend, thank the gods. I closed my eyes, focusing, searching throughout my soul. I located what I was looking for. I hearkened to the beast within, calling forth the Primal to the front of my being. I groaned as the Shift tore through me, painful yet pleasure-filled. I began to chang.
My body grew taller as I hunched over, my jaw pushing outward. My ears moved to the top of my head, growing long and pointed. Fingers grew longer, my spine streached and pushed my tailbone out. My sight grew sharper as they changed from the normal ice blue to a golden yellow. Fur grew, flowing from the tips of my ears to the bottoms of my feet. The Shift was over. I turned my head to the Silver Goddess, nose pointed to She Who Gaurds the Night. I breathed inward deeply before giving a call of challenge to my clan, a song of praise to Luna. Throughout the forest, a crystaline howl weaved through the trees.