Lycan-Moon

Josh's hand froze at the door.  His heart leapt to his throat at the sound of the long, howl. "Was that from inside?"  He felt torn.  It could of been that wolf dog they'd found before but it was too close.  It had to be inside.  But Lily didn’t have pets.  Was it one of them? His fist made contact with the wooden door, hitting it repeatedly.  But no one was answering quick enough for him. "Luna?!  Lily!"  He backed up, looking up towards the windows.  "Is everything okay?  Let me freaking in!" He started around towards the back, sprinting as fast as he could.  The window he had boarded up, wasn’t that how Lily had gotten in?

Lily's body had never felt so abused.  Her muscles screamed with every step and her lungs burned as if she was breathing fire.  Her long tongue lolled out with each hard pant as her limbs trembled like jelly with each step. "Almost.." She was deep in her packs territory now.  Woods surrounded her and animal noises hummed to life.  Humans were kept out and proper breeding and care ensured the pack had plenty of wildlife to enjoy and hunt.  Her tired ears perked as a large stag bound away from the bushes to escape the would-be predator she was too tired to pretend to be. Often, she would of given chase, enjoyed the thrill of the hunt without

The first thing she noticed was the smell.  It smelled like... Neosporin and dirt.. She opened her good eye.  This wasnt her home.  But it looked like something she should know.  Her mind was still jumbled, but it felt safe. She looked around.  It was a bedroom.  Patchwork quilt, mismatched patterns of old and new.  Big body pillow covered in fur.  There was a small night stand nearby.  A half empty squeeze bottle of neosporin, dirty gauze, and a couple pillow bottles covered its surfaced. She tugged herself towards the edge of the bed.  A trash bin with shiny shards of mirror cut out matted fur, twigs, more bloody gauze...  She'd caused a