[One night, after his transformation has took place, Mike will find himself enveloped by a small area of fog. A breeze caresses his fur, gently brushing across his snout.]
Child... I have thought on our conversation. You have earned my trust, but perhaps I can help you see why I have always deserved yours. I shall bestow a gift on you. One I hope you will find useful.
[The fog seems to grow thicker, making it hard even for a wolf's eyes to penetrate. The wind starts to become stronger, and seems to even be inside Mike. Then it stills. The fog dissipates, and the fingers of wind upon Mike fall away.]
You are determined enough, my child, but now you will find a strength within that even you do not know. I hope this will prove to you your worth to me.
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Child... I have thought on our conversation. You have earned my trust, but perhaps I can help you see why I have always deserved yours. I shall bestow a gift on you. One I hope you will find useful.
[The fog seems to grow thicker, making it hard even for a wolf's eyes to penetrate. The wind starts to become stronger, and seems to even be inside Mike. Then it stills. The fog dissipates, and the fingers of wind upon Mike fall away.]
You are determined enough, my child, but now you will find a strength within that even you do not know. I hope this will prove to you your worth to me.