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My face when I have to go to work instead of drawing my comics

Which has grown up to 4 pages

Since tonight is a full moon night, here are prompts for this year Julycanthropy.

Day 1: New Moon

Day 2: Transformation

Day 3: Pack

Day 4: Silver

Day 5: Hunt

Day 6: Pride

Day 7: Magic

Day 8: Violence

Day 9: Fur

Day 10: Meat

Day 11: Scars

Day 12: Curse

Day 13: Teeth

Day 14: Howl

Day 15: Nature

Day 16: Scent

Day 17: Monster

Day 18: Footprints

Day 19: Rags

Day 20: Mask

Day 21: Primal

Day 22: Fire

Day 23: Madness

Day 24: Hunter

Day 25: Forest

Day 26: Seasons

Day 27: Partner

Day 28: Pups

Day 29: Playing

Day 30: Bark

She was racing headlong down the serpentine steps when a man lurched out of a hidden doorway. Sansa caromed into him and lost her balance. Iron fingers caught her by the wrist before she could fall, and a deep voice rasped at her. "It's a long roll down the serpentine, little bird. Want to kill us both?" His laughter was rough as a saw on stone. "Maybe you do."

The Hound. "No, my lord, pardons, I'd never." Sansa averted her eyes but it was too late, he'd seen her face.

"Please, you're hurting me." She tried to wriggle free.

"And what's Joff's little bird doing flying down the serpentine in the black of night?" When she did not answer, he shook her. "Where were you?"