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A starless blanket covered the night when Laura came out of hiding. She smelled the fresh scent – a young blood. Her body reacted with her senses as the wind raced across her determined face. Her swift energy reflected the strength of her majestic body. In this form, she was a mistress of nature.

She found her prey, a juvenile deer lurking in the forest. Her pursuit was short; the deer failed to escape. Her claws ripped through the skin of the poor animal as she bit its neck with her powerful jaws.

A satisfied grin ran across her face.

Then, she caught another scent in the air. A familiarity this war craft remembered. It was her lover, Tom who waited for her.

A lonesome howl stirred the cold air then silence. Laura approached Tom excitedly in her human form.