ooc// Oh, poor Jack. Jerk. XD LOL JK
bic// I crept around the large trunk of the oak, and looked at it's history. This tree was very old. And it had been through so much. It was like me, in a way. I wasn't old like it, but it had been through easy times, and tough times. That part was me. The smile flickered, and faded, and I brushed my fingers against it's rigged, but smooth bark. It felt nice. I morphed into a wolf, and curled up at it's roots, asleep before I even tucked my tail into place.