The twisting pleasure and pain from changing to her alternative form still writhed inside every muscle, vibrating, blood singing as she tore flesh from bone of the rabbit. She lapped at her muzzle, tongue sliding over her teeth, along the white bones of her prey, lavishing the residue of flesh and blood. But her ears caught voices - not very happy ones at that. Her ears twitched and she pushed herself from her laying position on the damp ground. Her nostrils flared and her head tilted, large ears flickering. In two strides she was upon them, staring at them from a large shrub. While she apepared a natural wolf in most ways except for longer legs, longer toes and larger ears - it was still noticeable if you took care to observe the differences between a loup-garou, or her, and a natural wolf.
They seemed rather interesting, and she was bored of solitary lifestyle. Even though, really, wolves weren't created to travel alone. And neither was she, and boredom prevailed over lonliness and sadness. And right now she had two people that were about to become her victims. But something was different about them. But since she was only half paying attention to them she couldn't really pinpoint what it was. It was like vaguely knowing a rabbit or some animal was a few yards away on a lazy summer's day when you just couldn't bear to do anything more than lying their, tongue lolling.
But in either case she slipped away from the edge, changing back, gasping as the feelings reoccured, the sensational tensing and releasing of powerful muscles. But in any case she quickly pulled on her clothing, pulling leaves from her blonde hair, tying it back with a thin strp of rawhide, light green eyes glimmering with the reflection of the forest. In no more than minutes she wore her clothing - leather boots, breeches, and a loose, yellowed-white shirt. They were dirty, despite their cleaning but most of the time she travelled on paw, so it didn't matter. Pulling on her back that she hid away she returned to her position, watching them before sliding from the shrubs. Really, it didn't matter to her if she annoyed them, scared them, or just plain bothered them. Because she had nothing on her agenda - although they seemed to have something on their's.
"Why, hello..." She said, trotting up and easily coming even with them.