Zola glanced around at the wolves surrounding her. The creature whimpered. She concentrated on one of her paws, willing it to change, willing to leave the animal shell. She sure as hell wasn’t going to stay a bloody dog for the rest of her life. Her mind pushed at the beast that tried to override her mind. She commanded the animal down with every ounce of her being.
Slowly bones cracked and shifted into a human form. Nerves and blood vessels shifted, followed by her fur retracting into her skin, along with her black tipped nails. She continued the long process until she was fully human once again. She was winded and exhausted from the transformation, her body trying to regroup from the tremendous onslaught of transformation that was occurring.
Something lay inside her now. Her DNA even stank of something different. She could feel it, hear it inside her, whispering to get out and run free. It bristled just below her skin as she heard another tree limb brake. Her teeth lengthened into malicious fighting weapons. It took all of her control to retract them to a normal length. She stayed composed through this, a hunter in her realm, never to show emotion in front of confrontation. The hair on her neck stood on end and a small growl escaped her.
The wolves looked at her, as if to ask her how she did it. She blinked for a second, having to realize that these were her friends. “Think about being human,” she told them between pained breaths, pointing at her own forehead. “You have to command that animal down, to give up its possession of your mind,” she heaved.
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