Danielle couldn't take it anymore. Her friends were badly hurt, and their regeneration was slow to kick in. her spells weren't having as much of an effect and the pain of multiple hits... It had made her reach her breaking point. The inner wolf was roiling around in her head. And with a single blink, she allowed it to take over. The rage... the unending fury. Bottled up for so long.

When Danielle came back under control, she felt exhusted. Her muscles ached... blood... the smell of it was everywhere... Movement. She gasped, and saw that her friends were okay... but at the same time, they seemed spooked. At her.

"Hey, she's waking up."

"Is she okay?"

"She's not trying to eat us. that's good."

"Yeah... I don't think i could deal with her doing any of that... Why did she do all of that?"

"Probbaly because she's been holding it back all this time."

Danielle stopped listening. She curled up, putting her head on her knees and began sobbing. Her head was throbbing, and she just wanted to go home. Large, furry, and strong hands wrapped around her, whispering calming words. SHe didn't want the pack to see her like this. To use the rage that the Garou had. It had been a failure to her.

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Being a werewolf isn't all fun and games sadly. They have a dark side in them. an exceptionally violent one. Dani here thought she would be above that due to her belief in logic and thought she was in control of her emotions. turns out, she is not.

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