The Call

The full moon rises
High in the sky
I start to feel myself change
The things I feel I can not explain
My senses become heightened
I hear the smallest sounds around me
As if they were as loud as
Thunder crashing in the sky
I seem to be more aware of
The things around me
My jaw starts to feel
As if it is breaking
My teeth grow sharper
I feel my muscles tense
I close my eyes trying to relax
I know this is all part
Of my transformation
Yet I am still not used to it all
I hear howls off In the distance
I recognize these creatures call
What are they? You ask
The call of the lycans of course
Calling to their mates
As I go to join my clan
I hear a familiar call
I know exactly who it is
Its my mate, my love
We both join the rest of our clan
To enjoy the beauty and
Mysteries of the night
Under the mystifying full moon
As we drift off to sleep