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Morgan tilted her head as she listened to Ayame, then chuffed. "Acting threatening is not so hard. As a human, we are not so scary. We have no weapons to use against a bear. It knows that, which makes it harder to call a bears bluff while in this shape. As a wolf, we have sharp teeth, and we are...

Morgan saw the wave coming, but since she was already soaking wet from head to toe, she let it crash over her. it made her laugh, something she hadn't done in a long time. The sound was rusty, but it was true and carefree. Launching one last splash toward Ayame, Morgan made her way back to the...

Morgan whined softly and returned the licks Ayame had given her. She was proud of how the girl had handled the situation. She hadn't run in the face of the bear's attack, nor had she whined or made any other wound that the bear might've taken as a weakness. Morgan made a mental note to tell her...

Morgan moved swiftly to catch up with Ayame. Thankfully she didn't have to go far. By the time she found her, Ayame was in the middle of a change. Morgan winced at the small whimper that was let off and whined softly in sympathy. The change was slow, like her own, and Morgan was anxious about...

Morgan watched as Ayame picked her way along the trail. It was slow going, but she hadn't expected anything else. Morgan remained silent, allowing her to puzzle it out while she focused on staying downwind where her scent wouldn't confuse things. Even as she watched Ayame track the trail, her...

Morgan snapped back out of her thoughts when Ayame indicated that she was full. Eyeing what the girl had left uneaten, Morgan almost felt like a glutton. By comparison, she had already eaten almost double what Ayame had. Still, as she had told the other wolf, wasting good food was bad. Reaching...

Morgan grunted when Ayame asked if they where sharing. Swallowing the mouth full she was currently chewing, Morgan answered her. "You are welcome to any part of the deer you want. Those are the organs. They are the best, or so my wolf tells me." The wolf was also very unhappy that they had given...

Morgan grunted at Ayame's concern and eyed her shoulder, aware that it was the source of the blood she smelled. Stepping closer to where Ayame was huddled, she knelt and brought the girl's hand up to where the injury resided, allowing her to feel with her fingers what she couldn't see with her...

Morgan chuffed again and rose to her feet. Once more she shook the pine needles free, deliberately remaining close to Ayame so that there was a chance that they pelted her. Free of debris, she leaned forward and ran her face along Ayame's cheek in greeting. It was morning, but it was still early...

Morgan had remained awake until the woman had settled before allowing herself to go back to sleep. Morning came soon enough, and as usual, the first shift of sound from the nightlife to the early morning birds woke Morgan. Without moving, Morgan took stalk of her surroundings using all of her...

Morgan cracked one eye open when she heard Ayame starting to fidget. Her wolf grumbled unhappily about being woken up, and although Morgan agreed with it, she was less inclined to snap at the woman for being restless. For a moment, she just watched, unsure if the woman was awake or having bad...

Morgan didn't understand what Ayame was telling her. How could one see if they were blind? She didn't respond to the statement. As far as she was concerned, anything that allowed the woman to see the world around her would be a blessing. It would mean she wasn't quite so unaware, and would be...

Morgan cocked her head again, pondering the problem with the wolf. She understood a wolf's silence. Many things could cause that. Her own wolf was rarely silent, but it did happen from time to time. The wolf, like them, was a living and breathing thing. It felt and responded, at least in her...

Morgan listened quietly as Ayame told her story. It was sad and made her want to go kill something. Even her wolf recognized the wrong done to the woman. Morgan knew little of the mate bond. She had been to young for her parents to even consider explaining such things to her. However, that...

Morgan tilted her head at the way the woman jumped at the slight touch. She almost pulled her hand back, unsure if the touch was welcome, but when the woman relaxed, Morgan left it there, giving the wolf a point of reference. Ayame introduced herself, but it was the rasping of her breath that...

Morgan's fur bristled slightly as the stranger grasped her tail, but she kept a lid on the need to growl and started plodding on through the water. They small apology she did hear made her pause mid-stride and shot a narrowed eyed glare at the wolf. Aware that the woman couldn't see her...

Morgan's ear's flicked back at the sound of the other wolf splashing into the water. The loud floundering and coughing made her hair stand up and a small annoyed growl slipped out. Noise was dangerous. It lead other predators to your location. A hard lesson she had learned long ago that had left...

Morgan looked up at the sound of the woman's voice. She considered taking her share, but then snorted. While she was lean from life int he woods, the woman looked lean from a lack of food. There was a big difference in her eyes. If the woman was going to make it out here, she needed to pack on...

Morgan cocked her head to the side again as she processed the woman's words. While it had been a very long time since she had dared to interact with another creature, she still understood english well enough that it was obvious something about the pack terrified the woman. Something that was...

Morgan didn't have to wait very long. Her hunt had kept her occupied for much of the morning. Now as she watched the woman finally roused herself from a restless sleep. Morgan's ears perked up as she watched the wolf scramble around. Her instincts warned her that there was something very wrong...