Hunger.It had become an ever-present driving force as instinct and survival distorted the world around her, placing the werewolf species several rungs up on the evolutionary ladder, and as far as she was concerned, at the very top of the food chain. Although, as much as Kelly’s humanity tried to resist the call, the stronger it became, and the more she lusted after flesh and blood. As if by muscle memory, her hand quickly reached for a scurrying rabbit, the tip of her finger just brushing up against it’s brown fur as it escaped under a cluster of large rocks. Her legs bent into a slight crouched, likened to an attack position, ready to pounce the next victim that crossed her path. Kelly’s senses opened up to higher degrees, as she could almost
feel movement of the various creatures roaming around in the vicinity. Their hearts beating at varying intervals, perhaps some from fear, others anger, but curiosity still weigh heavily on many forest animals, not quite understanding what it was that this woman carried within in. She looked similiar to any human that they had come across before, but something vicious crept beneath her skin, a predatory aura emitted from her body, as though they knew she could devour them all in one fell swoop.
And there it was, the one lone grey fox emerging from behind a tree, snarling under its breath at the threat several feet in front.
Kelly gave the creature a hard stare, licking her lips through a wide grin formed across her face, before slowly walking toward it. She found herself letting out low guttural growls, taunting the creature in a language that only it could possibly comprehend, and positioning her body for an immediate retaliation. The fox began backing away slowly as Kelly approached, until the creature could no longer maintain its stance and took off in the opposite direction, and so she followed. Her legs sprang into action with supernatural speed and agility, leaping onto all fours and momentarily gaining the advantage she needed to keep up with the equally quick animal. Adrenaline & blood pumped furiously through her veins as she shifted back to her legs, sprinting with all the strength and fervor that could be mustered up in her weary state, primarily focused on the prey mere inches from her grasp.
What the hell…? It was about the only thought -more like half of one- that Kelly’s mind could express as beastial instincts took hold of both her conscience and body, pushing her further into the hunt. She quickly turned a sharp corner as the fox's attempts at evasion prove futile, and the woman gained the advantage she deserved, snatching the animal by the hind quarters and tackling it to the ground before it had to time to react.
The wolf within let out a howl of victory, bursting through the woman's vocals. Loud and straining. Her human fingers tore at the fur and skin, desperately wanting the awarded meat underneath. Blood covered her hands and wrists as she lifted the fresh kill to her awaiting lips, sinking teeth deep into flesh and bone and tearing away large pieces which she swallowed whole.
The wolf had overcome the human. Survival over reasoning was its way.As if awaking from a dream, Kelly's eyes widened at the spectacle before her; massive gore lay scattered on the blanket of dry leaves and grass, an unidentifiable carcass torn apart, and its crimson color spread and dripping on her naked body like war paint. Faraway voices alerted to the noises snapped her from the ensuing reverie, and she instinctively leapt to her feet, her heart beat at a frantic pace. Instinct once again kicked in, urging her to flee, anywhere that she could go to evade further complications. Her bearings were lost, but it mattered little when her very life was in potential turmoil, and so she moved with lightning speed in the opposite direction, hoping that the road she searched for was close by.
The realization of her lack of clothing and whereabouts, coupled with a fear and misunderstanding of who she had become, hit hard, and left a sour knot in her stomach. But she couldn’t allow her current situation to distract from her goal of finding a way out of the very mess she was in. She didn’t want to become a victim. Not again.
Up ahead she could see it, the stretch of road through the forests edge, and a tinge of accomplishment crept up into her face forming a smile. Caution came quickly, however, as she carefully peeked out through the trees, left and then right, spotting a car -roughly fifty feet away- on the side of the road, with a lone male figure dressed in business clothing apparently changing out the rear tire. A black long-coat lay draped over the trunk next to the man. Kelly crept along the treeline, doing her best to keep within the shadows, something she would not have understood in her human mind, but the predator was still very active and cautious, yet curious all the same. She needed a plan, but nothing came to mind at that moment, not until she could clear the previous events from her head long enough to think straight.
Her eyes and ears picked up the presence of the German Shepard who was in the back of the car, it’s low growl became an all out loud and roaring bark, as it frantically pawed at the slightly opened side windows, it’s sights clearly locked onto the woman near the trees.
“Lucy! Quiet down! I’ll be finished here in a few minutes...for fuck’s sake!”
The man shook his head as he proceeded to jack up the rear of the car enough to remove the flat tire. Lucy, however, continued to bark incessantly, and the creature within Kelly could sense it’s fear and anger all at once.
“Dammit Lucy, what’s the mat-”
The man stopped as he looked over in the general direction of where his dog had been staring, and even he thought he saw something moving.
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