samtaro commented on michimonster's post in blueridgeschool:

He took the hit just as he had taken the first one. Sam shook his head. He wasn't mad, he deserved it, he could feel blood running down his face, it wasn't nearly enough to make up for what he had done.

His fists tightened into balls at his sides, not in anger or frustration, not even in pain. He just needed to control every little thing. He had to maintain control, especially so close to the full moon cycle. He hadn't changed in the daylight yet but he knew it was possible when all the elements were right. "I won't," he said through clenched teeth. He stepped forward again.