<div style="text-align: justify;">Marissa had to admit that it was still a bit odd to have those enhanced senses. The way she saw, the way she smelled, the way she <span style="font-style: italic">felt</span>. The new instinct was probably the hardest part to get used to for Marissa. For some reasons - most of all the fact that she feared losing control and allowing the other one to take over -, Marissa had always kept her rational side in control. Now, though, that wasn’t an option. Her new nature required - demanded - that she acted out of instinct. <br/><br/>Another thing her new nature demanded was company. Or maybe it was something she had always wanted, and just now felt that she could have. And if she could choose someone to keep her company, she would have chosen Nanook. Not only because he had saved her from that strange and unhappy reality she had previously been immersed in - it was more because she felt a strong affinity between the two of them. <br/><br/>For now, though, Marissa was operating on the much simpler emotions wolves felt. Not that her emotions, even in the human skin, were all that complicated. Marissa was a simple girl, pretty straightforward on her actions, words and thoughts. But being a wolf was still different. It silenced her rational side, and left only the instinct running her actions. And, like Nanook, she was focused on his company and on simply being a wolf. <br/><br/>As soon as Nanook started running, Marissa started following him. It was something done out of pure instinct, and she didn’t hold back. Running like that felt liberating. Feeling the wind on her fur felt incredible. The place was beautiful, and the scents were amazing. Feeling Nanook’s scent, being so close to him now as they both ran, wasn’t unpleasant at all. <br/><br/>When Nanook howled, Marissa did the same. It was just so easy to follow along that she didn’t even have to think. It was something different, this time, though. She had simply let out that howl, not caring about anything, about whether or not someone would hear, about how it sounded. She just wanted to let the sound explode from her throat. <br/><br/>After she did, Marissa focused on sniffing around for a moment, and then went closer to Nanook, nuzzling him for a moment, in a playful manner. She would then pounce on him and run away, but not too far. It was clear that it was an invitation either to race her or catch her.</div>