Lions, and Tigers, and Munin, Oh My!
Willow sighed. She stood up from her desk and stretched her back.
Willow heard the popping sounds of protest from her spine from
studying for too long. She had to study because finals were
coming. The semester had just flown past.
College life had kept her busy. Books needed to be read. Papers
needed to be written. Tests had to be taken. All this had caused
quite the distraction for Willow. She could almost forget at times
that she wasn't human anymore.
Well, almost if it weren't for the full moon. Did Oz feel this
way? Did he want to curse the full moon too? Willow didn't know
where Oz was nowadays. So, she couldn't ask him how he feels.
She pondered what his reaction would be to the news that they shared
a common condition. He would probably feel sorry for her. He would
mourn her loss of humanity. She didn't need his pity. Pity
couldn't change everything back to the way it was.
The full moon, her monthly reminder, was tonight. This was only her
third full moon as a werewolf. Maybe eventually she would lose
track of the counting but for now she kept it up. She both dreaded
and yearned for the monthly trip to the lupanar.
Nakedness was involved with the change. Clothes wouldn't survive
the transformation. If you wanted to have clothes to wear home,
then you had better strip. Willow still had problems with being
naked around other people. Sylvie told her that she would get
accustomed to it. Willow wasn't so sure about that.
Once Willow got over the initial embarrassment, she reveled in the
freedom found in the woods. Everything felt intensely. Senses
would sharpen at the sounds and smells of the woods. She could run
as fast as she wanted. It felt like magic.
Her own personal magic seem to mesh nicely with her beast. Her
senses were so attuned to the world around her that it was no wonder
that she managed to outrun both Sylvie and Gwen to the lupanar last
month. They were both surprised at that. Sylvie seemed quite proud
Michael was picking her up tonight to go to the lupanar. Sylvie and
Gwen would be running a little late due to some unforeseen
circumstances. Willow didn't mind. She had become close friends
with Michael. True, he could never replace her Xander but it was
nice to have someone close to talk to.
As if her thought of Michael managed to conjure him, she heard the
honking of his car horn. She hastily put on her shoes. As she ran
down the stairs, she called out to her aunt. "See you tomorrow,
She barely heard her aunt's reply as she ran out the front door
to Michael's waiting car. He was leaning on the outside of car.
He was dressed in a ratty old sweatshirt and jeans. He looked like
he had found his clothes in the back of some dumpster. Willow was
He gave a warm smile at seeing Willow's rendition of the fifty
yard dash. Willow huffed at him. She stuck out her tongue in his
general direction as she opened the passenger side door. His grin
had widened in reaction. He got in and backed the car out of the
He gave her a glance as he asked, "Did you forget I was
"Nope, I was busy studying and lost track of time," Willow
"Like you need to study. You've got the highest average in
the class." He stated.
Willow glanced at him in annoyance. "Well, I had to do extra
studying with this outing cutting into my sharply regimented
He laughed. "Think of it as a study break. It's better than
going out and getting drunk."
She gave another huff and turned on the car radio. They listened to
the music as they drove out of St. Louis and into the countryside.
The lupanar wasn't very far from the outskirts of the city just
far enough to keep the werewolves safe and secret.
As Michael and Willow piled out of the car, Sylvie and Gwen drove
up. Sylvie looked harried while Gwen seemed serene. Willow and
Michael waited for them to get out of their car.
Willow spoke to them as they approached her. "So, you managed to
get back from the business trip in one piece?"
Sylvie growled. She didn't like being late. She had duties to
perform as Geri. Gwen answered for them both with a short "Yes,
Willow gave them her Willowy grin and asked them to race. Sylvie
always up for a challenge finally gave a smile in return. They
quickly ran from the cars and into the woods.
Willow felt the call as she dodged around trees and jumped over
logs. The woods seem to part before her. Sylvie would swear that
was what it looked like. Willow arrived seconds before Michael,
Sylvie, and Gwen. She did a little victory dance which was very
similar to the snoopy dance to the delight of Michael and the few
pack members that had already arrived. Sylvie just huffed in
Michael spoke for all that witnessed Willow's antics, "You
are such a card, Willow."
Willow gave another bright smile, "Ain't no other way to be,
Paris and a few others were heard talking as they came out from the
woods. Willow had taken a dislike to Paris. She seemed to be a
very skanky-ho version of Cordelia back when Cordelia was still in
high school. Paris could be heard saying something disparaging
about Anita and "wasn't it nice that she wasn't going to
be there tonight. It would be a wolf-only lupanar for once."
Willow looked at Michael and they simultaneously rolled their eyes.
They had made a game of who could best describe the whorishness that
was Paris. Willow had the bigger vocabulary and usually won the
Slowly, the rest of the pack trickled into the clearing. It was
going to be a clear night to see the full moon. Willow could feel
her unease begin to increase. Something felt off. She didn't
think her unease had to do with the whole naked deal. She just
couldn't put her finger on it. Oh well, she thought, she shook
off the nervousness and stepped closer to Michael.
The pack made a circle as the sun finally sunk beyond the horizon.
Night had fallen. The stars twinkled in the sky and the moon began
its nightly ascension. Willow could feel her agitation increase.
Something was definitely wrong. Her senses were sharp. What was it?
Michael worriedly glanced at her. She gave a feeble smile in
return. She could sense that something was coming. Was it a danger
to the pack? No, it wasn't a danger. She felt the familiar
tingling sensation of the arrival of the munin. Their noisy rushing
presence filled the lupanar. They were seeking Anita. Willow
wondered what would happen with Anita not being there. She
didn't have to wait long as she felt the assault of munin
possession. She curled into a fetal ball as she let out a long