Movement of the Wilds

[Wylde]

Wylde drives them out of the suburbs and into the woods, driving along an access road until she gets to a cave system out in the middle of nowhere. "Welcome home," she jokes, hopping out.

[Kira]

I get out and grab my bag following her into the cave "what happened"

[Wylde]

But Wylde doesn't enter the cave, not yet. She stands next to the slim entrance, looking nervous. "It's not... okay. So remember how I said the ancestors chose me to defend the tribe?"

[Kira]

"Yes...." I say loooking at her

[Wylde]

"Well, the signs of that are... rather alarming. So please don't be alarmed. I think it's something you have to see to believe."

Taking a deep breath, Wylde takes a few steps back to give space. She leaps into the air, and when she lands, she has four paws and is larger than her car. A bright white wolf, with deep soulful eyes. 

[Kira]

dont scream don't scream don't scream "PUPPY!!!!!!!!!" I shresk in pure joy "of aren't you a pretty baby! Yes you are who's  a good girl?" I babble reaching out to rub her ears. I've always wanted a a girlfriend or a dog and now I have both!

[Wylde]

 Wylde's ears are pretty high off the ground, but seeing Kira reach for her, she lowers her head onto her paws, giving Kira the angle she needs to reach them. After a moment of rubbing, she rolls onto her back, exposing her big fluffy white belly. 

[Kira]

Puppy Puppy Puppy Puppy Puppy Puppy Puppy" I babble burying my face in soft white fluff

[Wylde]

Wylde pants happily, wriggling a little on her back as she's pet. 

[Kira]

I grin happily nuzzling the soft belly. Finally I force myself away "is this all you have to tell me or is there more?"

[Wylde]

She whines, reaching out with her big puppy tongue and licking Kira's cheek. Upside-down. 

[Kira]

"Yes wild you're a very cute puppy but right now we need to have a talk and you're avoiding the conversation."

[Wylde]

Wylde whines, then rolls over and noses a torn bit of cloth on the ground. 

Oh wait. That was her shirt, wasn't it? And next to it, a shredded pair of jeans. No underwear. 

[Kira]

"I packed extra cloths so you can wear some of mine" I say gently turning red. "But we should still talk"

[Wylde]

With a loud, obvious 'huff' that blows the ends of her headscarf a little -- would have caught her hair if it was unbound -- Wylde sits back on her haunches. She yawns, showing off enormous teeth, and then sort of... melts in on herself until she's standing there, buck-ass naked, with her phenomenally fit, muscled form. Girl must be a dancer or a swimmer or something.