"Crazy? I'm batsh*t INSANE!"
"Mmm...you smell like O-positive..."
Chelon guards the gates to his underwater city of Hy'syrreth with unrelenting resolve...
A fierce Snapping Wereturtle...
A great weremole mage, summoning forth dinner...
A pair of werebadger trackers...
"Grrr...git off mah land..."
"You know, I can smell the stink of fear on ya...right?"
"Hehe...yeah, I reckon a werewolverine is a rare sight..."
"Hi, there! My name's Violet!"
"You'd think you'd never seen a wereskunk before!"
"By the way, my name's Scotty!"
"One move, and I'll skunk ya!"
"Shut up! So I'm a Werepossum! Sue me!"
"Get rid of the doll. Can't have folks knowing what my human form looks like."
"Chin up. We'll have the bandits before you know it."
"Dude, I don't care if I AM a Werewhale, that water is COLD!"
"I'm no Minotaur. I'm a simple Werebuffalo."
A wereotter warrior salute...
This Wereraccoon goes by 'Bandit'.
"I'm no bandit. I take down criminals."
A werelemur's first shift...
"You're too late! The ritual is already complete..."
'G'day! Bet ya never met a Wereroo before, 'ave ya?"
"Yup, that's right. I'm a freaking Praying Weremantis."
"Don't ask me why I still have these after transformation..."
"Ya know, all your insect puns are really starting to bug me..."
A tribal Tasmanian Weredevil offers the colonial girls a peek down under...
"Name's Don Quiñones. Weredonkey."
This young Wereraccoon squire has a distinct advantage over most young men...
"Meet Princess Zamunda, of the Nabuma tribe..."
That? That's just a were-elephant scout.
"Name's Frenchetta Swiss!"
"Smell that, Charlie? The cheese cache is this way..."