The werewolf within Soososs stirs as she performs her pagan rites by the creek, her lust growing with the waxing moon. She strips, her body glistening with sweat and river water. She strokes her clit, her fingers moving in rhythm with the creek's flow. Her moans echo through the woods, her exhibitionism fueled by the thought of unseen eyes watching her. The creek's water turns a shade darker as her orgasm approaches, her body convulsing with pleasure under the moonlight.