She remained in the shadows, simply watching what this man did with the pups.  It was not at all what she had been expecting.  Amaris remained hidden as he examined each pup in turn then gathered his things to leave.  A quick glance was shot towards the babies.  They seemed okay, wrestling and pouncing on each other with little puppy growls and yips.  She knew their mother would not come fetch them if she was near so she made the snap decision to follow the man.  His actions had intrigued her enough.<br/><br/>He hiked faster than she anticipated so she almost had to trot to keep up as he hiked his way back to the truck.  Rather than do anything brash, she remained in the brush and simply remembered his license plate number.  Once she was sure he was gone, she made her way back to where she had left her car.  Transforming back to her human form was always painful, the muscles stretching, the bones cracking and reforming before knitting back together.  It was a pain that the wolves simply became accustomed to.  She pulled her clothes back on quickly, not wanting to explain to any lost hikers why she was naked in the woods.<br/><br/>Once home, she booted up her laptop and ran a simple search for his license plate.  Amaris was always amazed what could be found on the internet if you were willing to pay for it.  Within an hour, she was rewarded for her efforts with a name and an address.  A decent chunk of time was spent googling for what she could find about him.  It wasn't much but it was enough to pique her interest.  She went to bed that night thinking about him and what he could possibly be up to.<br/><br/>The next time she went to the forest, she took the time to find his trap then linger nearby in her human form.  When he eventually made an appearance, she would simply play a damsel in distress.  Most men seemed to have the need to rescue women, a fact she would attempt to use to her advantage.