Spring 32
Sylkra stopped, and opened her mouth to sniff the air. It was a quiet night, perfect for getting a good meal. She blended in perfectly with the thick undergrowth. Her eyes flashed as se picked up the scent of a deer, not too far away. She took off her skins and put them in her sack, then put the sack in the hollowed out tree next to her. Then, she shapeshifted into a tan-furred beast. She was now her true form, a wolf.
Stepping out into the open, she ran in the direction she smelled the deer. Luckily it was only one, not a whole herd. She then saw it in a huge clearing, eating peacefully in the grass. Not for long though. She took behind a tree, and then sprung, going for it's throat.