Shifting to my hybrid form, I knelt beside the carcass again to yank the bone I wanted free. I am not leaving it. The werewolf side has more easily manipulable strength. And...
I must say that it is... growing on me.
It trades attractiveness for power. Combining some wonderful qualities of both forms into a more effective hunter. I can admit that as a fox, I would never have taken this sort of prey.
As a human I may have been able to use a bow and similar stealth... but I don't have one now, do I? Haven't used one ever since...
Anyway! The point is moot. I will make use of what I can to survive - to do more than survive. If that means turning into the sort of creature most rational people would scream and shiver when seeing just so I can free a treat, so be it.
I am nothing if not adaptable.
I clutch the femur in my jaws as I check the map again. Then run towards civilization. It irks me to be told how quickly I should arrive anywhere, but I can't help but be intrigued by the reason I have been requested to do so.
It also vexes me that I can't waste time burying my hard earned kill!
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Hours of travel since my deer feast had led to the woods around me gradually thinning. Especially after leaving what my internal map suggested was the edge of Duskpaw territory. It makes sense that they wouldn't bother to extend out into the open areas of land.
Hiding in forests like wildmen. I guess in a way you could say their brand of werewolves are just so. Not that Helene knows more than rumors about the other packs, never having been invited to attend the lunar conclave.
Really, she did nothing but live and try to love. It somehow makes me compare... and find my own performance in life lacking. Even if I was more learned in comparison to the average of my culture than her, I was really not much better.
> At least I didn't get pregnant while having my fun... I can no longer say that, huh? Not that this has been a lot of fun so far. Are you having any? Are you still sulking? I told you I was joking. Your kind definitely smells better than something like this. If there is any clothing that would be nice. Though I might wait to put it on so I don't... lose it again. This man wasn't just any hunter, though. Was he? <
The walls my wolf growled at told us the real story.