Liru

Life’s a leap, and I land on all fours — usually with a yip and a wag. Being a werewolf doesn’t mean brooding under the full moon, not for me! I transform into a giant puppy whenever something round catches my eye. Clocks, plates, streetlights — blame them, not the moon! Silver’s a no-go, and I can’t sit still for long — probably because I keep knocking things over with my wagging tail.