Clothes rip apart as he turns into his four legged self and runs off after a vampire.

Gets drunk and passes out in the forest.

Decides to go mountain climbing.

Goes camping.

Howls for the sake of it.

Stalks a large bear in his furry form and launches into a playful attack the bear is unsure of.

Dives off the cliffs to go for a long needed swim in the ocean.

The weather turned frightful for normal people but Jake became his favorite four legged self and dashed off into the storm, snow falling dash and hard as the wind howled and whistled around him.

Stares around.

“Change is about to happen.”

“I love the rain.”

Sets up a hammock inside the tree line and relaxes, staring up at the slowly dimming sky.

Paws silently move through the forest, the cold night air carrying sound farther then the days would. He could hear the swift steps of a vampire and took off in a chase to kill the thing. It’s stench reeking of death and Jake sped up.

“Maybe I should be a farmer and rancher.”

“Boredom is such a pain.”

Shakes off the sand from the fur and dashes off in a sprint across the beach.

Stares into the dark cold void.