A drabble is a piece of fiction constrained to exactly one-hundred words. I use these short works to hone my brevity.
"Why are you wearing a dog collar?" asks a stranger.
"Because I'm secretly a werewolf," he says.
Walking down the street, someone calls "Awoo! This one needs to be leashed!"
Always they focus on the collar, not on the lovingly cruel hand that placed it there.
If he's the loyal werewolf of the relationship, then I'm the discreet vampire.
We're different and alike just enough to be right.
With a leather collar I took him for my own, forevermore.
There was something about his lithe neck that begged "Collar me!"
Or does it say "Bite me?"