"Come here... I want t-to~ show you something..."

Just felt like drawing a monster.

Edit: I made a little short story to go along with this

You joined a forum website with a really strange URL online called "Seeking Werewolves". At first glance the site seems to be some crazy conspiracy site or a fake, but you have heard from a friend of a friend that this site is legit. At this point you want to know the truth, so you send in a account request.

After a week of waiting, eventually your application is accepted, and you get in. You browse the forum and see some things that point that this place is more than what it seemed, and that you might finally find that werewolf boyfriend you've been looking for all this time.

You find a post for hookups, and shoot your shot posting yourself. Later that evening, someone responds. Sending you a IM on AOL messenger. You chat, and the person seems really nice. OFC you ask the question about their lycanthropy, and they respond with a picture of their hand, massive and changed. Although, you've never seen lycanthropy where the individual is hairless. You pop a few questions and they eventually say they can prove it.

Happenstance is they live just an hour drive, and they want to meet at a local state park. Lucky you. You make the trip, bringing protection ofc (You're not stupid), anxiety gripping your heart. Could this be it?

"Nah." You think to yourself. "Just a fake."

If anything this will make an interesting story for your friends at home. You drive, and drive, finally making it to the park. Strange enough, the guy didn't tell you where to meet him, but he did say a time. You take your gear and trudge along the trails. You stop at a few of the main camping spots to see if anyone is expecting you, but alas nobody there is waiting.

It's getting late, and you are about ready to head back. That is until someone... No, something? Calls out to you by your handle.

"@#*$&@()! ?" it says from beyond the bushes. It's voice deep and low, but without inflection, like someone mimicking a person. "It's Ardsmith493... I had to change, so sorry for the wait... Follow my voice into the bushes, I don't want people to see."

Fair enough, you think... Everything checks out and the voice definitely piques your interest. Before you go jumping into bushes though you make sure your mace and pocket knife are at the ready... Just in case... You never know.

You then follow the voice. Through shifting shrubbery, and bushes. It leads you deep, DEEP, into the forest. Eventually it stops.

"Here~ah..." It says with drawn out breath. You can swear you hear wet drooling? "Come closer..."

With your flashlight pointed forward you round the treeline to a small, very hidden clearing and you see him... Waiting for you...