At last the Werewolf has come to full fruition. The Transformation is complete and those who cross the path of the Wolf will cower down and shrink away from its might and strength but there is no shelter from this storm. The mighty muscles menace and exert there domineering ways over all they encounter. There is no escape. You must learn your place in the pack and submit, for you know it will be better to cower away silently in reverence or surly something terrible could happen. The long claw like nails rake across the flesh leaving their mark as they go. You are left venerable and naked for you know in an instant those Long Nails could tease and torment skin right down to the bone and leave you weak and helpless underneath there hypnotizing sway.