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Greetings.Oh, happy day! This chapter was directly after your previous one, so I am delighted that I have the good fortune of reviewing this one as well. I am pleased to see that my suspicion was correct (sorry, it's the first thought anyone gets when they see "vampire" or "werewolf") and then I am fortunate enough to have that confirmation accompanied by such marvelous action.When it comes to vampirism or lycanthropy, I always choose the latter, and for several reasons. Firstly, I value my soul, thank you very much, secondly, your eternal life is not meant to be spent on the earth, thirdly, a vampire's situation is much less preferable to that of a werewolf's, and werewolves are normally misjudged and confused creatures and did not have much of a choice in their transformation - vampires almost always do. My final reason is, quite simply, that the wolf is above all others my favourite animal. (My avatar is that of a Space Wolf, by the way.) I absolutely adore them!Concerning werewolves and their transformations, I am always curious as to how the author describes it. You have done so wonderfully, as you captured the pain of the transformation (I mean, how can having your bones relocate not be painful? had you omitted that part, it may have been less realistic) but also the "elegance," if you will, of it when they are practiced enough. I also appreciate that you let the clothing tear; it makes your novel all the more realistic, and therefore the experience of reading this is so much better.Sadly, there are some parts I did not like; however, they are aspects which are easily fixed, which is lucky, considering their being style... flaws (as opposed to errors).
The lake was obscured by one last row of trees, our paces became slower, unwilling to leave the cover of the bush without first assessing what we were walking into.
I flattened to the ground under her weight, mud soaking through my t-shirt.
She let out a guttural moan as a snout pushed out from her face.
A tattered looking girl stood before, an unapologetic glint in her dark brown eyes.
“Yuck!” she screamed. “Don’t call me that.”
Beautiful!!!!!! The description and conversations flowed AMAZINGLY! You had just enough conversations, and then with all of that description it was like-WOW. Not only that! The conversations didn't lead off from the imagery and plot! It's just perfect! The description was very detailed and provided me with perfect visions of the surroundings. Bravo! Keep up the work! I want to hear more!~Emma/Unique
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