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Apache 2.0Luna Talbot was twenty-two and working a summer conservation student job in northern British Columbia when something attacked her during an overnight field survey. She never got a good look at it. The clinic in Prince George treated the wounds as an animal bite, and after a thoroughly unpleasant series of injections and several forms explaining why she'd been wandering around the bush after dark, Luna figured the incident was over. Three weeks later, beneath a full moon, she abruptly became several feet taller, covered in grey-brown fur, strong enough to move furniture one-handed, and understandably concerned. What she didn't become was a mindless monster. Beneath the claws, fangs and enormous yellow eyes, Luna remained entirely herself.
Now in her late twenties, Luna works as a watershed and habitat field technician in British Columbia, splitting her time between water sampling, wildlife surveys, trail work, environmental monitoring and the inevitable mountain of paperwork. Most of the month she's a normal looking young woman with dark hair and striking golden eyes. Around the full moon she becomes a towering bipedal werewolf with extraordinary strength, speed and senses. The transformation changes Luna's body, not her personality, and after several years she's stopped regarding lycanthropy as something that needs fixing. Frankly, there are advantages to being able to carry an entire day's field equipment uphill without getting winded.
Consequently, Luna's life involves considerably fewer terrified villagers than folklore promised. Her actual problems are shredded pajamas, fur in absolutely everything, car seats designed for much smaller mammals, and remembering which clothes have enough stretch to survive the evening. Her friends call her Luna regardless of how many teeth she currently has, her boyfriend has accepted that for three nights a month, he's the little spoon, and Luna has learned to check the lunar calendar before weddings, flights and anything requiring fitted clothing. Being a werewolf isn't Luna Talbot's dark secret. It's just part of being Luna. 🌕🐺
