He comes to a stop a few steps away from her, head bowed and heart pounding in fear. His entire body quivers in places as he awaits orders, shuffling from foot to foot, his eyes darting this way and that in nervousness.
“Kneel” she says, and his knees hit the floor with a loud thud. However, when she does looks up, she doesn’t even acknowledge him, instead she turns her head to the quivering wolf with blood still staining its mouth and snout- her Nana’s blood.
The large brown wolf whimpers as it lowers its body even lower to ground, trying to make itself as small as possible in front of this higher predator with her cold eyes staring straight at him- trying not to seem like a threat.
“Shift”, comes her cold voice and it’s body quickly starts to morph into that of a man. A second later,
