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The driver could have sworn that they hit a man, or they would have done if they'd stopped to check that the person they sped into was okay. It's actually better that they didn't stop though. The pile of clothes in the middle of the road would be confusing. The big, injured wolf-like dog lying on his side, a whistling whine interspersed with desperate, scared snarls making anyone coming to his aid think twice about it. The combination of the expected collision and the full moon had made the slip into this form too easy, too natural a state to be in, and now he couldn't change back, could barely crawl away.
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