His body was different now. The muscles shot out with veins on his skin which were all covered with thick fur. He looked at his hands, even he couldn't describe what he truly was and how his hands were so large.

He tried to speak and within him, he heard his words clearly, but what came out was just a growl, either loud or low depending on what he wanted to say.

But he could hear them speak. Their words were clear to his ears as though he was still human. Funny enough, they couldn't understand his, except those who had been werewolves for a long duration who could tell...