In the fields, people gathered in groups and gathered fruits and various herbs, which they washed and if. People were on average 1.8 meters tall. They had long hair, mostly black, gray, or bright gray. They looked wild and you could see wolfish features on their faces.
The fingernails and toenails were gray and the hands themselves had longer fingers like vampires, but instead of red eyes, they had bright yellow or blue with black pupils. So black that you'd think there were little bits of obsidian in their eyes.
One would have thought that these were peace-loving people. But not far from the main crowd, one person could be seen who had white hair and was looking at the sky waiting for the full moon. Which was supposed to come again that day.
"This time I will succeed. It will be possible to subdue my beast."
Yes, it was a werewolf tribe and one of its representatives did not want to put up with the loss of sanity every full moon. He wanted to subdue his wolf and use its power to hunt animals that could use magic and that we could only kill during the full moon and eat their meat.
Day shot and now the sun went below the horizon and the moon began to appear. Bright and beautiful, she shone silver and was mischievous to the werewolf tribe with her presence.
Wooooo. Woooo-woooo-woooo.
Wolves began to howl and people began to grow. Reaching up to 3 meters tall. The bodies began to grow fur the color of their hair in human form. The legs became wolf paws, and the arms lengthened and became covered with fur, the nails sharpened and began to shine. With a light wave, they cut the leaves in the air and they left such deep marks on the stone that it was hard to believe that they could be left with simple claws.
In the center of all this, you could see the biggest werewolf of his kind, he was up to 5 meters tall and his presence alone forced the rest of the pack to lower their heads in the presence of their Alpha.
The white wolf looked around his pack and howled at the moon. WOOOOOOOOOO. The others followed the example of their leader and also began to howl. Woooo-woooooo. woooooooooooooooooooo.
After that, he led his pack forward into the forest to hunt. He ran faster than the wind, his hair swayed and he sniffed out new prey. Behind him, the spruce caught up with his flock and they followed their leader unconditionally.
In a clearing in the middle of the forest, there was a huge beast, around which earthen tongs were protecting it from the wind. The beast itself had a goat's head with a double pair of horns. The body itself was covered with an earthy texture and had clearly defined muscles that gave off a mighty force. The beast had three tails at the end of which were earthen maces.
The alpha spotted his prey and ordered the packs to surround their new victim. He could tell that after this hunt he would become stronger again and maybe get his second tail.
The beast felt that he was surrounded and woke up. Looking around, he realized that he was in trouble, so he shouted at the top of his voice into the sky. The sound was so loud that the weak members of the pack whined and fell to the ground.
The alpha realized that they had been found and ordered them to attack until the beast began to use its earth magic. 5 wolves rushed at the leader's order, but the beast fired an earth bullet from his mouth two wolves quickly tried to avoid the blow, but the shock wave still carried them away.
3 wolves were able to approach the beast, but he did not lose his head and threw off the wolves with a blow of his three tails. They began to whine in pain and tried to crawl away from the beast. The beast wanted to finish them off, but then a white alpha appeared in front of him and with a blow of his front paw left a deep cut on the beast's muzzle.
The beast roared and was ready to launch an earth bullet again, but the rest of the pack pounced on him and began to tear him apart. The alpha took advantage of this opportunity and bit off half of the beast's head with one bite, effectively finishing it off.
After eating their first prey and giving the remains to the weaklings, they continued their hunt while the moon was shining brightly in the sky. So until the end of the night, one could hear the howling of wolves and the anguished roars of their killed prey in the forest.
By the end of the night, already in the meadows where their pack lives, the white wolf looked at the moon and tried to regain a little sanity, while the others, after a full hunt, gathered in heaps and went to bed.
So the time passed in the morning, the life of ordinary people and the collection of herbs, at night wild hunts and torn prey. 7 years later, alpha looked at the moon again and was able to turn back into a human.
The treatment was incredibly painful and after 30 minutes of suffering, right before the first ray of the sun, he lay on the ground panting said.
"It turned out, I finally managed to return and become a man before sunrise. Hahahahahahahahahah."
The man was laughing madly and the sun bathed him with its light as if congratulating him on his success. And a voice sounded in his head.
"Congratulations for being the first alpha who was able to turn into a human on his own. You were awarded the title of King of the werewolves and given the name Hrimhari."
After that, he felt his body filled with energy and strength. He could even vaguely feel the power of the wolf in his body, and if he tried hard, he could turn even during the day.
Realizing what he got, he began to laugh even louder and could already imagine how his pack would become the strongest in these fields and forests.