Again, more pets.
Gardenia leaned into them before she began to leap and bound, giving yips and generally having a lot of fun playing by herself. There was someone new here though which meant they were playing together. The cloak that had been tied around the werewolf's neck had fluttered to the ground and the sky got brighter. Curiously the beast moved towards the fabric, giving it a sniff. Curious as to why it smelled like her, but not her.
Then the sun came up.
Not paying attention, Gardenia lept towards the new friend, pressing her head into his hand again before the first rays of sunshine licked at her black fur. The beast took another turn, her lips peeled back to reveal violent fangs and she snarled and barked at Varian before she grew silent. Clawed hands grabbed at the ground in an effort to hold on but still the sun rose and the beast shuddered violent before hunching over, making pained noises as cracks and pops were heard.
Soon enough, the noises were done and in the wolfs place was a girl. Small, young. Gardenias hands on the ground, dirt beneath her nails and clumps of grass in her hands. A sheen of sweat was on her skin and her hair stuck to her face. Panting and staring at the ground, she closed her eyes for a moment before she remembered. Someone was there.
Gardenia turned towards the stranger, her more logical instincts told her to get away, but she remembered. This person hadn't turned violent. She looked towards the mans hand she'd grabbed in her mouth and then back at his face. "I..." She swallowed, "I've never talked before, who are you?"
A few steady breaths and she looked towards her cloak. All the way over there. Slowly her hands rose to hide her breasts and her legs tucked in closer to herself to hide everything else.