04-06-2009, 07:06 PM
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She dropped the cloak onto the forest floor and slowly began to feel the changes take over her body. The process was one that didn’t take place too often for the girl, but it wasn’t any surprise either. It took her longer than most luperci, she figured, completing the transition about 8 minutes after she had started. She felt no awkwardness to once again be on four paws, and there was this hidden sense of old understanding – as if she had to pick up her bike and remember how to keep herself balanced. After a moment for herself, she stalked off to the right.
She dropped the cloak onto the forest floor and slowly began to feel the changes take over her body. The process was one that didn’t take place too often for the girl, but it wasn’t any surprise either. It took her longer than most luperci, she figured, completing the transition about 8 minutes after she had started. She felt no awkwardness to once again be on four paws, and there was this hidden sense of old understanding – as if she had to pick up her bike and remember how to keep herself balanced. After a moment for herself, she stalked off to the right.
Her movements came fluidly once she began moving, and she reminded herself to concentrate on the essentials of hunting. Her breathing softened, her footfall lightened, and her hearing unlocked. This was an entirely new game, and she had to throw her mind set into it.
She caught the scent of cottontail, and instantly slowed her pace. She relied almost entirely on her sense of smell, stalking silently through the woods. When her crimson gaze caught sight of the animal, her muscles stiffened. She waited just a split moment, calculating the perfect strike, and without another moment's hesitation, the lithe coyote frame was pouncing towards the rabbit.