Written by myself and The-DarkAura on DeviantART but I wanted it posted here as well. Enjoy.

Hearing a howl caused her to turn her head, the moon beaming down on the grass, a light breeze rustled the grass and the leaves on the trees. Turning her head back she fell to the ground, her hands becoming paws and the rest of her body transforming into a wolf’s. Then she ran, her paws barely scraping the dirt beneath and you could hear nothing, this was the grace of an alpha female. Twisting her way through the maze that is the forest she found herself standing near the plains where Rangers prefer to hunt for them, she could hear the roar of an engine. Changing back into human form she stood and waited for the car to coming screaming onto the plains. The wind rustled her black and yellow tipped hair away from her face, her three scars over her left eye could be seen easily now. Her purple eyes seemed to be glowing in the moonlight, the tight black singlet she was wearing didn’t provide much warmth but she was glad that it showed off her figure more.

“Rangers are so easy to use,” She sneered, her arms crossed over her chest.

She could hear the car getting closer now, the wind stopped and her hair fell back over her face to cover her scars. The car flew over the hill that was stopping the plain from being seen by normal humans that weren’t on the Rangers side, they stopped just before hitting her. Both were males, typical, they should start sending in females so that way she couldn’t use them this way. The driver got out and walked over to her, bloody ugly, she hated doing this with the ugly ones but if it kept her pack safe she would do anything necessary.

“Could you two give me a lift back into town? I got dragged up here and left here,” She was playing the shy girl act by rubbing a hand up her arm and looking at the ground.

“I guess we could, what dragged you up here?” The driver asked, his gaze scanning her figure… this was going to be too easy.

“It looked like a wolf but–” She pretended to choke on her words but after shaking her head, careful not to show her well known scars, she started to speak again, “It moved like a man, I even heard it speak.”

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