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Leah SIlverCroft's Legacy (Prt. 4)

Leah let out a soft sigh and nodded and looked up at the sky, “I’m shifting my hearing and sense of smell is better in my wolf form, do the same if you want…”

She slowly closed her eyes and let her body relax, drawing on the ancient power inside of her. Letting it take over she let out a soft sigh of relief, it had been far to long since she had last transformed, true werewolves did not turn on the full moon.

Leah’s joints cracked and her muscles relaxed as her bones muscles and anything else inside of her began to move around, changing into how they should be for that of a wolf. It felt great, it had been so long since she transformed she forgot how great it felt.

All of this, the entire transformation, only took about two seconds to happen, if that. After it was over and done with, a gray wolf, stood where Leah had been standing. She was an average size wolf, not much bigger then a normal timber wolf grew to be. Her blue-gray eyes blended in amazingly with her gray fur, making her look beautiful.

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