Ralph was angry. Very angry.

His life had been going so well. A good job, a beautiful girlfriend, and a promotion to lead researcher at Scumlabs. Now, thanks to a problem with an experimental fertilizer here he was, a three story wolf, hunted by the military and labs alike, and to top it all off, he had one HELL of a case of PMS. The confusing feelings about George were just icing on the cake, really.

Smashing through another building, s/he howled in frustration at the unfairness of it all.

Melanie E.