Riushu wandered slowly around the lake, it's water reflecting his face. He gazed into his own eyes as he slowly followed the trail. They told him of pain, sorrow, and death. Except, the face peering back at him seemed to be absolutely in love with his thoughts. He knew what it meant, it was time again for feeding. The small village ahead of him was his next destination, but he wandered around this lake contemplating on exactly how he was going to approach this situation. None of them could live, that much was clear. The hunters were on his trail again, and he couldn't help but make a pitstop to leave them with a little message. A smile grew across his face as he looked up from the water, and towards the burning torch lit street that formed an entrance to the small village. Twenty people maybe took residence here, and every one of them would be dead by morning. Just the thought of it sent shivers up his spine, and finally ended at the base of his skull. He loved his little "prep" time he took before a feeding, it just made it that much more sweet. The anticipation, the hunger, the scent of all those people just sleeping peacefully in their beds. His grin rose as he slowly began to undress. He took alot of care folding and placing his clothes atop a large rock, he then placed another rock on top of his clothes, he didn't want the wind picking them up and taking them into the lake. Taking a deep breathe he slowly began the transformation. The skin slowly began to tear from his back and chest, his arms extended almost a foot. And his fingers cracked and broke, then rehealed as his claws formed. The pain was the best part of the transformation. A regular man would have been torn apart from such a sight, the gore that ensued from this situation was devastating. His snout then began to form, the fangs tearing through the gums and lips as they curled back into a grim smile. Finally the transformation was done. Riushu turned towards the village, blood dripping from his new fur. He smiled grimly as he took to the forest. Leaping into the air, he took a spot upon the top of a tree, his claws digging into it's main body as he took a nice look over the village. 7 houses, 3-4 people per house. He was gonna have fun with this situation, he would take the first few quietly, and then let the others go for a bit of a run. The thought of the hunt excited him, he was almost shaking with anticipation. Dropping down into the village, he hid himself in a small alley, and then tore his way into the house. The family was all sleeping in one room, a father, mother, and they're dear dear daughter. She would be first, he liked to make the family watch. He slowly descended upon the girl, then quickly covered his face with a large furred hand. The claws digging into her temple as she squirmed underneath him. Suddenly the father and mother rose from there bed, wetting themselves from the simple sight of him. He inhaled deeply and shuttered as he exhaled. Then, he ripped the young girls head clean off her small petite body and threw it at the parents feet. Grinning, he then leaped at the two, taking one in each hand he literally crushed there skulls, then descended to start the beginning of his grand feast.