Kimberly Hawkins only paid a slight and mild bit of attention to, well a variety of events that were going on. She idly stared at the mayor as the situation was explained to the group gathered for the situation. Sure there was some sort of mayhem occurring at a 'barbeque bash'; but did it have anything to do with Kimberly Hawkins!? No! It did not. The girl sighed as she thought of the hunks that would've been presented if the place attacked was a beach-side bonfire.

Well, whatever, there was at least one thing that actively concerned the Cheerleading Mercenary and that was what her code-name was going to be. With a bounce in her step she walked over to the desk. As she leaned in, her index finger was hovering over the papers searching for her name. Aha! The cheerleader spotted her name and as soon as she saw the code-name her heart dropped. Mouthing out the words, a cold sweat poured over her face as she tried to hide a grimace. 

[color=f6989d]"R-right. Help. Yeah. Heroes. Woo...[/color] she said jumping up and kicking back her feet. As she landed back on the ground she rose her right hand with a freshly plucked pom-pom; before immediately scuttling out of the office.

As soon as she was out of the office Kimberly's eyebrows furrowed as she gritted her teeth. [color=f6989d]"M-mongrel!? ME!? [b]MONGREL!?[/b]"[/color] she howled out as she could feel the metamorphosis occurring. [color=f6989d]"Euuuuugh! BARF ME OUT! WHAT DO THEY THINK I AM, A BIMBETTE WHO'LL TAKE IT LAYING DOWN!?"[/color] growled out Kimberly Hawkins as her voice grew deeper and her teeth began to sharpen. 

Rocking back and forth, Kimberly glanced down at her hands as she saw them grow in muscles and the claws began to form. [color=f6989d]"[b]GWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!"[/b][/color] snarled out as she dropped her purse and pom-poms as she held her right hand out in front of her to hide the obvious snout that manifested.

[color=f6989d][b]"AAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"[/b][/color] howled out the beast as she finished her metamorphosis, standing erect and holding out her front limbs out wide. The creature briefly looked down at the wrecked clothing before getting down on all fours. As the wolf creature attempted to wag its tail; it soon realized that the cheerleader shorts were still attached.

This would not do; so the werewolf creature known to some as Mongrel began shaking its fur wildly and scratching itself with its back limbs. The force was enough to remove the unnecessary garment and allowed the tail to be wagged. Lifting its head up Mongrel sniffed the air around it to determine a source of delicious food. With the scent trail found, Mongrel began lunging towards the park.

As it arrived on the scene, Mongrel continued sniffing around slowly stalking the area. She licked her chops and bared out her fangs. There was a treasure trove of food to eat and many things to hunt. The werewolf realized what the most sensible course of action was and ignored the harpy prey for now in favor of Potluck's treasure trove of food that was dumped in a nearby garbage can.

Mongrel swatted the garbage can down with her right paw, and shortly after shoved her head there to eat at the garbage.