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she simply sighed, coming into the packs veiw, just sort of looking them all over carefully,canning them one would say.

*she simply walked on, keeping her eyes open for those other werewolves and weretiger, wondering to herself how nice they were.

she sighed,still walking "youll know when the time comes. instinct will kick in" she said simply, dissapering.*

she sighed "in that case, go out and hunt" she snorted, walking off.

"Sorry to say but i didnt get a chance to converse with them. i was meerly walking around when i saw em, the n just sat down to rest.didnt really talk."

"you gonna have to wait a bit longer for that one bud" she sighed "it take s times, and practice. wait a while"

"dont make yourself noticable when around humans until you attack.keep to the shadows and choose your prey wisly. alot of newbies tend to make that mistake..."

"one.you cant until you are experienced enough.two, yes the moon does, but if your experienced enough,you can hold it back for at least a little while. and three, you CAN eat humans, you jusy dont HAVE to. animals sometimes are alot tastier..." she sighed "long as your not going aroun...

"a pleasure to meet youu scott. now tell me, what would you like to know?"

"you should have guessed when i tore out your shoulder. in truth it was an accident i let you live" she said with a slight snarl "but now, looks like yer only escape is death bud. now i can help you, or i cant. either way its your decision" she said, beggining to walk off.

she simply licked a tooth, getting a piece of meat from between it. "i did actually, and the truth is it was an accident. its wuite obviouse youre not likin this too well already, but dun worry" she gave a smart-ass smile "im sure youll grow to like it. nah, kidding. youll learn to li...

"yah know, worrying yourself isnt going to make it any better" she sighed, walking up to him and sitting down a few feet from him "tell me your name. mine is Nightspirit, but i prefer Night"

she was soon nearby, creeping up behind afew trees,waiting until his moments of agony were over. she knew...your first change was like nothing you ever felt before... a pain..few of em..like nothing else. she watched, tail twitching to and fro as she waited patiently.

she looked up at the sound, witha heavy sigh, then trotted off in his direction...she really...REALLY had to work on that little problem...and had to help yet another were of her doing...

she sighed, just sitting up and shaking her fur. "Yet again i bit another and let them live.i really have to work on that..." she sighed heavily,stretching with a yawn that showed all of the teeth.

she meerly snorted,licking her muzzle as she walked, then lay beneath a tree, beggining to lick what little, but still was, blood from her paws, ears giving an occasional twitch to the rustles of bushes or the caws of birds...or even the sounds of other weres or that human she just left her mark on.

the werewolf looked down at him, growling softly, its golden eyes seeming to burn into his with an almost fierce gaze, then gave a growl as he found his shoulder bit, the muscle torn from it. the wolf then mumbled something in what seemed to be the wolfen-tongue, and leapt off into the trees. now th...

he would hear a soft growl, then would see what was chasing leap from the shadows and right at him, its claws extended as what seemed like trails of saliva hung from its huge fangs and muzzle.

she looked in the twig-snapping sounds direction, and snarled at the humanoid, giving chase, obviously a bit hungry tonight. she usualy carefully hunted her prey, but not tonight.

she panted only slightly, falling to all fours as she looked around,scenting the wind a bit. she had been a were for a little over 10 ears now, and was pretty much used to it, and could shift between forms at will. she caught the other weres scents...and the one of the First Changer. she gave only a...

*she gives a soft growl, hearing the soft whisperes of voices nearby, she sstands, sheathing her blade and walking over towards where they semt to have been coming from...then stopped, fiding herself in that position yet again...the shift was happening to her again, her form shifting to that of a we...

she sighs heavily, finding a stump to sit and think on, looking around, rather suspiciously "...gotta feelin i aint the only one around here..."

she walks through the woods.unafraid of anything seeming to go on, her armor stitched into her black trench clinging as she walks, her sword giving a glint in the moonlight "the full moon is callin, the fever is high. and the wicked wind whisperes at me. "