The sickening sounds were soon echoing through the forest. Cracks, pops, snaps, whimpers and cries. Eventually everything receded and Anna was indeed where the wolf beast once lay. Her skin shimmered, cold sweating covering the girl, matted, moist hair draped over the woman's face. She panted where she was hunched over, on hands and knees. Her body wasn't thin, in fact it was well muscled and toned. The harsh light of the rising sun casting dark shadows across her body, making her seem a little too sculpted. She didn't get up, she waited to catch her breath, for her body to relax and make all the final adjustments to her true, human self. Her heart thudded loudly in her sensitive ears, the sound of her breaths seemed louder as she listened.
Something was dropped in front of her, a pile of clothes. Anna didn't bother to look up, she knew who it was, the scent already caught by her sensitive nose. "You need to do something about this clothing situation." The older woman, Ingrid, spoke.
Anna looked up at the thin woman, her eyes seemed even lighter with the sun shinning on them. Before returning her gaze to the ground she glanced at the other woman, the shape-shifter. Dropping her head in slight shame, she pulled the clothes close to herself as she began to unfold them, slowly starting to dress.
"Hmph, I thought a shapeshifter and a werewolf would be enough to stop him." Ingrid began as she looked at the shifter then down to Anna. Walking a little she turned, her brown eyes shifting between the two women. "Seems I miscalculated." Her eyes now focused on Anna as the young woman slowly began to lift herself up. "Looks like we have some adjustments to make." Ingrid spoke as if Anna was nothing more than a thing.
Green eyes grew wide as Anna looked at the older, Ingrid. "W-What does that mean...?" Anna's voice was hoarse. She swallowed hard and cleared her throat. The sweet, metallic taste of blood reminding her of the doe from last night.
Ingrid simply smiled, a sinister smile. "You don't have to worry my dear Anna. Come we must get you cleaned up and prepared." Ingrid turned around and began walking. Instead of following Anna stepped back, the older woman stopped dead in her tracks. Turning her head to the right she looked over her shoulder and directly at Anna. "I have a leash if I need to use it and a muzzle to go with it. Either you come willingly Miss Silvasi or I will drag you along against your will. You know very well that I don't have a problem with that." Her words barely showed a hint of annoyance, she was surprisingly calm. "This dog still needs to learn how to obey..." Ingrid muttered to herself. It was certainly audible to Anna's sensitive ears though.