Previously Nanook was always able to smell two different people on her. At this point, though, he couldn't smell much of her counterpart remaining. Some of the smell was probably going to sit around until she transformed, because that odor was lodged deep into her pores. However, it seemed like that counterpart was finally dead for good. If that were the case, then Nanook would have considered this to be a job well done. He had wanted to do everything that was in his power to make her a whole single person.<br/><br/>Granted, his idea of a whole single person was rather different than most one might have assumed. After all, he had wanted her to now become a violent beast and give into her new urges.<br/><br/>She might very well have, if she had indeed been successful in getting rid of that counterpart, considering that she would have owed it all to her new state. Surely Nanook assumed that it would have been not only painful, but also incredibly itchy that first time. Mari wasn't used to having fur grow out from everywhere, he figured.<br/><br/>Primal rage was a feeling that he felt that he could cultivate strongly in her. Once she moved to sniff him, he would have pressed his muzzle against hers if she had allowed it so their whiskers could touch. Initially he would have snarled before licking the side of her muzzle, and if she would have accepted him and recognized him as Nanook, he would have thrown back his head with his paws clenched at his side in another bloodthirsty howl that he hoped she would join in.<br/><br/>At this point, she surely needed to feed, and her thirst for blood would have been growing. If he had been successful in continuing to grow that primal rage, then he very well knew a couple of targets that he could have taken her to if she wanted to make her first kill.<br/><br/>Just as he had thought, she was covered in golden fur, and was absolutely gorgeous underneath the moonlight. She had made a magnificent wolf.