Your arm glints blue scales in the morning sun. The man turns around
to look at you with deep brown eye's. "Ignore them," he
whisperes "They cannot see". You wonder what this means,
they cannot see? they look like they can see perfectly as they stare
with wide and frightened eye's. The man touches your shoulder and
somehow you are comforted by his soft touch.They cannot see me
you think. When you are roused from your daze you realise you are in a
glade with grass so soft it feels like silk. You get up to walk and
for the first time realise you are on all fours. Glancing around for
the comforting man you try to call for him but all that comes out is a
soft yip. You run to a lake that you can see in the distance and lokk
into the water. The cold grey eye's of a wolf stare up at you with
unblinking intensity.