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Winter found me in the vast Alaskan wilderness. I loved the remote northern areas where I didn't have to worry about people finding me. Also the temperature allowed me to stay comfortably in my fur year round. I stretched, wandering my way out of the rather large cave I had made my home. It was dry and a shelter from the wind and that was really all I needed. I went out into the morning light, there wasn't much of it this time of year, and I enjoyed the small amount of sunlight there was. I sunned my self for a while, warming my grey-brown pelt in the fleeting light, before going out to hunt. I prowled through the dense forested area I resided in, my sights on a large bull elk. There was hardly an animal that could win a fair fight with me. Short of being decapitated or being pierced through the heart I didn't have to fear death from bodily harm. I could, of course, drown or be poisoned like any normal creature. I settled into a hunting crouch, paws feeling the earth beneath me for a firm footing to push off from. The elk's ears swiveled, and his head came up from grazing. Suddenly I heard a human scream, and the elk bolted. I huffed in exasperation, but didn't give chase. Instead I went towards the noise, curious. There was a small town near here, where a small pack of humans lived. It was the kind of comunity where everyone knew each other, their was only two doctors and chances were they had helped birth you, your parents or your kids. The place was largely self sufficient and fished and hunted for their food. I think that if I were still completely human, that's how I would have wanted to live. My thoughts quickly returned to whoever it was that was in distress, as I heard a sickening cracking sound, followed by the noise of two fluid like objects colliding. Someone nearby had fallen into the ice, I was almost sure of it. I ran in that direction on all fours at full lope, following my above-human level sense of hearing. I heard the frantic splashing before I saw the form flailing in front of me. There was a hole in the snow field before me, and I assumed that there was a frozen lake somewhere beneath all of that snow. By her dark olive skin tone I guessed she wasn't from the village naively, and didn't know the lake was there.

I got a running start, launching myself onto the ice. It caved with my weight, and I also plunged into the icy drink. My fur was able to keep frostbite from my digits, but it also worked against me, adding pounds of water weight to my already heavy frame. I broke through the thin ice swimming in a line directly for the girl. I noticed that she was young, maybe 19 in age, and my nose told me she was definitely not from here. She smelled of summer and trees not found here. Upon seeing me she knew I was here to rescue her. She probably thought I was a trained rescue dog the way I jumped into the icy lake with no hesitance and swam straight towards her. She put her arms around my neck, using all her strength to hold on to me as I pulled her back the way I had came, along the path I had broken out of the surface's ice with my chest. I put my paws on the surface when I got to my entry point, only to find that it wasn't strong enough to support our weight. My reaching paws only broke through the ice when I thought I'd found purchase on solid land. Her arms got weaker, forcing me to instead take her clothes in my teeth and hold her above water as I swam. Soon it was shallow enough that my feet hit bottom. I added more human to my form, transforming to be more bipedal than I was at full morph. I scooped the girl into my arms. Her eyelids drooped, and I could see she was fighting to stay conscious. I ran in the direction of my cave, morphing quickly to full human, feeling the bitter wind on my naked body, before morphing back to mostly wolf. The quick changes allowed me to shed all the water in my fur, leaving me barely moist. The village was further away than my cave, and even if it hadn't been I didn't know what I'd do about them seeing me. I supposed I could have morphed full wolf decently close and pulled her body into town, but I worried they might shoot first and ask questions later seeing a wild looking animal dragging a body. When we arrived I quickly stripped her wet clothes off, knowing it would be worse wearing cold wet clothes than none at all. My half human hands struggled with buttons and zippers, things I had almost forgotten how to use. She was bundled up more than normal, another sign that she wasn't native. I laid almost on top of her supporting as much of my own weight as I could with my mostly transformed limbs, using my pelt to try and warm the stiff girl up. Her body was so cold she wasn't even shivering; her body incapable of even attempting to fight the cold that seeped into her. I ran my warm tongue over her fingers and toes, trying to work heat back into them. Still she didn't move, and her heart beat was frighteningly slow.

I took a deep breath, knowing what I had to do. She'd probably be upset when she woke up.. to find she wasn't human any more, but I feared I was losing her. When I felt her breath catch in her throat, and her heart slow more yet, I put all my reservations aside. I quickly spread her legs, lowering myself into position. I reached down and ran a frantic tongue over my flaccid sheath, trying to work as quickly as possible. As soon as I was able I penetrated her warm, private place, not stopping for the resistance I was met with until I broke through and our pelvic bones met. I was neither romantic nor reserved as I set about rutting her as quickly as possible. I was not worried about any pain I could cause her due to my size or the lack of care I took in deflowering the innocent youth beneath me. I worried only about saving her life with the increased healing powers I was about to bestow to her. Soon I was locked inside her and filling her depths with my essence. I still curled around her, licking her face with my warm tongue. I felt her heart stop completely, and a raw panic took me. I was too late.

I was too late and now I had done such a vile thing to the memory of the poor girl that now lay still under my body. My member still pulsed inside her, but I felt no pleasure. Even afterglow was wasted on me as adrenaline canceled the effects of it. Then I heard the returning soft flutter of her heart, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Not only was her heart beat back, but it felt faster than normal. Uncomfortable I rolled both of us to our sides. I felt the weight of her lessen, as I held her shoulders, she seemed to get lighten in my grasp. I noticed all along her skin a vivid pattern arose to the surface. Like the most perfect tattoo, a thousand luminescent scales repeated on the entire surface of her body, black with a blue luster. Then the pattern became suddenly 3D and I had to blink at the strangeness of it. Thousands of beautiful feathers covered her entire body, save for the space beneath her elbows and knees. If was a funny, prickly sensation at our groins where my flesh met hers. Her face elongated, quickly forming a beak before the odd, half in-between state could be seen. Just as well, as I could probably not have called the transformation beautiful if I had caught that. Her fingers lengthened, acquiring a texture to her lower arms that was almost scaly. Her nails turned as dark as the rest of her, lengthening into talons that would make a lion jealous. On her rump a few longer feathers formed to a tiny bit of flesh that was her tail. Near her shoulder blades I could see something forming, large and unidentifiable until at last two perfectly formed wings burst from her avian form. She was like an angel, a black feathered angel. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, and I had created her in a way. I was proud that I had been able to save her, proud that I had given birth to such a beautiful creature. I felt her warmth through her feathers, and I'd knew she'd be alright.

I worked on drying her clothes, hanging them deeper inside the cave so the wind wouldn't freeze them. I left to hunt, and carried back a large portion of the meat, an entire back leg of a caribou that I had brought down. I skinned it so that it wouldn't look as offensive. It looked like an extra large leg of lamb that you might have bought at the meat market. I took it in to the cave, sitting it on a rather large, flat rock. I could see the girl's eyes flutter as she saw light from the newly lit fire I stoked into a full blaze. I still wore my fur, but I tried to mix in as much human as I could without being cold so I hopefully wouldn't look like a monster to her. I could still see the fear in her eyes, and I wondered if I had done the right thing.. maybe I shouldn't have stuck around after her transformation.. but surely she would have questions. Maybe I shouldn't have transformed her.. but the village would not have been able to save her in time. Rethinking it I was confident in my choice. Surely she would rather live as what she was now, then die out there in the cold?

"Glad to see you awake." I said to her. I frowned as her eyes widened and she let out a half bird-like shriek. She quickly clamped her beak shut, surprised at the sound that came out of it. She soon realized not only that she was naked, but that also she wasn't human. She backed into the back of the cave, cowering away from me. Her wings flared and folded up alternatively as if she didn't know what to do with them. I wondered if she would be able to fly with them. She pressed her skinny legs together, and put her taloned hands on her chest to cover herself up. However, there wasn't much to cover, as her feathers covered what little bit of breast she had. Her form was completely different, unfeminine and more developed with muscle. Her chest still stuck out, but it was due to the large muscles that would be for flight, if she was actually built for it.

"I'm not going to hurt you, it's ok." I told the shivering girl. If she never asked me about how the transformation process worked, that would be fine with me. But alas I wasn't that lucky.

"What did you do to me?!" She asked. Her words sounded off, as she now had to speak without teeth or soft, human lips.

"I saved you the only way I knew how. After your heart stopped.. I- I panicked.." I said, avoiding her eyes as if she were an alpha.

Finding she had nothing to shelter with her hands, she instead looked at them with horror, examining the feathers of her upper arms. There was a look of revulsion on her face.

I was deeply saddened that she didn't like my gift, so I tried to make her understand. "It was the only way to save you, we would have never made it back to town in time.. So I.. I turned you into a were.. bird?" I added, not sure what kind she was.

She turned that same look of revulsion to me, and I knew she hated me for what I had done. "I would have rather died than live as a monster!" She practically screamed at me, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You're not a monster.. You're beautiful..." I told her, trying to get her to see herself through my eyes.

"I'm no longer a human... An animal, a dirty ani-" Her eyes widened, she stood, and I could see in her eyes that she felt a dull ache, and fluids running down her legs. I could tell from the look of complete horror that she knew what I had done. "You..!" She spat at me, "You.." but her words broke into sobs as she sank helplessly back to her knees. Her whole frame shook with sobs now, and I could hear the uneven, rattling breaths she took. Her wings drooped, tips collecting dirt from the cave floor. She was an angel, a broken angel.

I went to her, trying to hold her, to comfort her, but she pushed me away, and though her efforts felt weak from exhaustion, from emotion. I let her brush my touch away.

"I'm sorry.. I never meant to hurt you... When I pulled you out of the ice-"

Her sob interrupted me. "You were that dog? I thought you were going to save me.. but instead-" She looked up at me, The edges of her big dark eyes pink from crying.

We didn't talk much after that. I turned full wolf and curled up at the cave's entrance, giving her plenty of room to go past me to leave. But even she knew that going out into the blizzard that was now forming was a death sentence. I was glad to see that she didn't leave.

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The rising sun hit me full in the face, and I rose to stretch, forgetting for a minute that I had company. Then I saw her shivering, feathered form, and I remembered the events of yesterday. Figuring she would want to use the few hours of daylight we had, I prodded her awake with a paw. From the warmth of her, I guessed she wasn't shivering from the cold. She struck out at me, startled from her sleep and forgetting where she was. I let her hit me, full in the side of the jaw, not dodging, not fighting back. Her claws left a scratch on my cheek that oozed blood. I just rose from where she knocked me down, and left, sitting outside to give her her space.

She soon joined me, mumbling some sort of apology for hitting me. I was about to reply when I noticed she was examining herself in the light, transfixed at the sunlight painting tiny rainbows onto her black feathers, like water on motor oil.

She spread her wings, letting the breeze fill them, and the air blowing in from the south warm them. I could see it lift her to her toes as it filled her wings and pulled her upwards.

"I've done some thinking." She started, looking to my sulking lupine form. My chin rested in the snow, making me have a white flecked beard when I rose my head up to to meet her eyes.

She giggled, a beautiful sound. She wasn't a song bird, but being half human, half bird, she could probably sing like one.

"Being like this might not be so bad. I'm not really losing much.." She said, looking at the light as it caught the snow of the branches and filled the forest with sparkles.

"Oh?" I asked, prompting her to go on.

"Well, I don't really have any family.. You see I was in an orphanage until I was 17, and the family that adopted me lived out here in the middle of nowhere.. and I figure maybe now that I can't go back to living in civilization; I could travel around, see the world.. if I can figure out how to travel, of course. I probably can't board a plane without getting some strange looks. I really did want to move to a big city.. but I guess that's kind of out of the picture, now." She said, twitching her tail this way and that, as if to test it.

"You could live in the city, you are able to return to human form." I informed her. "I wouldn't do it right now, out here with no clothes on... but.." I trailed off.

Her eyes were wide, though not as wide as before when she discovered what she was. Or perhaps it was just that she was a bird and they always looked wide-eyed.. I wasn't sure.

"I have to know.. Can I learn to fly?" She asked, looking at me with something akin to joyful excitement.

"I'm not sure.. I've never met a werebird.." I told her.

We talked for a while, I explained some things about her new body, and she asked some questions. I found out her name was Grace, and I told her mine, Arro. At last the sun was starting to climb down in the sky, and all her questions had died down. "I have to try." She told me, watching the sunset.

"What?" I asked her, wondering what she was talking about all of the sudden.

"To fly, I have to try it." She said, standing up from her place in the snow. She shook the snow out of her tail. She stretched her wings out, once again catching the wind. The lift it gave her was instant, and instincts that came from her new form guided her. She knew when to flap, how to fold her tail, and when to spill wind from her wings, and when to trim her tail. Again, I thought, looking at her silhouette against the trees, She was definitely an angel.