The full moon was high in the sky as the werewolf pack stalked towards me, their eyes blazing with betrayal.
"Hey, c'mon... It's not that big a deal," I asserted.
The Alpha stood, growl-whining at me, "You only... pretended... to throw.. the ball!"
"So how can I make it up to you?"
"Throw!" the Alpha barked, the rest of the pack echoing.
I pulled back my arm and hefted hard - they bolted after nothing, again.
Risky, but hilarious.
