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It was a bad moon. Hex had been on edge, aggressive with everyone. Even Nyx. If he wasn't eating, he was in the gym. If he wasn't in the gym, he was fucking. Or thinking about it. Angry, hungry, horny like no moon prior.
The day before the moon he'd gone out to get breakfast and was eating a sausage roll reading the headlines. Super moon. Closer to the planet than usual. Fucking brilliant. At least there was a reason the wolf was unreasonable.
When the change happened, he was safely in Nyx's bed, a dirty shirt along with the nymph's pillow for him inside the enchanted cage. Other month's he'd laid down, content to sleep through the event. Tonight, though, he paced and whimpered. He lunged at the bars to get out with all his might. When he couldn't get out, the wolf thrashed around, tearing apart Hex's own pillow, then taking up Nyx's shirt in it's jaws to thrash back an forth in frustration.
The day before the moon he'd gone out to get breakfast and was eating a sausage roll reading the headlines. Super moon. Closer to the planet than usual. Fucking brilliant. At least there was a reason the wolf was unreasonable.
When the change happened, he was safely in Nyx's bed, a dirty shirt along with the nymph's pillow for him inside the enchanted cage. Other month's he'd laid down, content to sleep through the event. Tonight, though, he paced and whimpered. He lunged at the bars to get out with all his might. When he couldn't get out, the wolf thrashed around, tearing apart Hex's own pillow, then taking up Nyx's shirt in it's jaws to thrash back an forth in frustration.
