Selenaâ€™s wolf seemed a little wary about his transformation and he knew immediately that her wolf had never seen the change before. He chuckled when she sneezed it was kind of cute how  he could tell the similarity between the wolf and Selenaâ€™s human form. Her muzzle seemed to bump into his knee as she sniffed him thourouly trying to figure why his scent smelled the same. Again, he couldnâ€™t help himself by laughing. She was just so adorable. Then he felt her lick his side and watched her struggle to her feet. It was then he saw the arrow that protruded out of her side.<span style="font-style: italic"> "Huntersâ€¦" </span>Immediately, he was in a rage wanting to tear out every little fuck that hurt her.<br/><br/>He smelt the blood from her obvious wound and he watched as she circled around him trying not to show the wound she had. He felt her lick his back but this time he didnâ€™t chuckle. No one hurts her without going through him first. No matter how hurt he was nowâ€¦he would find the person responsible for that arrow and that person would die by his hands. No one elseâ€™s. At last she finally settled down laying down with her ears pressed back showing slight discomfort, and confusion.<br/><br/>He pet her soft muzzle then reached around her side gently feeling for the arrow that rested in her side. When his hand finally grasped the arrow he winced and ripped it out of her side, wincing in the process. Blood trickled down his hand from the wound, and he snapped the rest of his arrow in his hand. Anger, and hate at the person responsible for hurting her nearly causing him to hurt her as well. He kept his hand over her wound trying to stop the profuse amount of bleeding. Though, he knew it wouldnâ€™t bleed for very long.<br/><br/>"You can do this do." He said to Selenaâ€™s wolf. "Transformâ€¦it hurts the first couple times, and I wouldnâ€™t suggest doing it with a wound the injury makes it hurt worse." He heaved a sigh feeling the stickiness from her wound. Though he was completely naked it didnâ€™t matter to him. The blood seemed to be darker and it almost looked black as it dried in his hand. With his other hand he ran it through her fur hoping that pain from ripping out the arrow had gone away by now.