Moon's shift was slower and far more difficult. But he didn't fight it mentally. Unfortunately his body was still not used to just letting go. When it took him, he whined, the sound far more canine than human.
Finally, he was a furry heap, a mottled brown and tan color, almost coppery red in the sunlight. He was lankier than most, a different breed of wolf mixed with the human dna. Getting up shakily, he greeted Logan with a submissive sound, a whine-like growl before he turned and trotted happily into the woods.
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