Emma watched in gut-wrenching horror as the boy transformed into a rather large looking wolf.  It was not completely devoid of some human characteristics, but it was definitely not something that could possibly comprehend human thought.  It's eyes were the same as the scrawny boy's, but this wolf had much more muscle and fur that started to crawl it's way over the pale skin of the man.<br/>But something surprised her, as she raise her halberd in a defensive stance.  The wolf was suddenly hit with an invisible force and tossed back into a wall.  The once gigantic wolf man had disappeared and returned to the form of a tired and scared looking young man.<br/><br/>He had somehow been able to control the wolf inside of him, unlike so many others.  The questions began to form in her brain as she took a few steps forwards the crying boy.  Locking eyes with him was a horrible idea, considering what she would have to do next, but it didn't bother an experienced hunter like Emma as much.  It wasn't until she had really examined his face that she hesitated.  The trembling body, the wide tear-stained eyes, the quivering lips.  He reminded her too much of her old self, the weak version of her formal self before the accident.<br/>She raised her halberd and was ready to strike down but something mad her stop.  She didn't know why, but he couldn't kill him when he was like that.<br/>Well if she was going to keep him alive for now, it would be a chance to find out more of the secrets of the were wolf society, to truly know how they truly hunt and think.<br/><br/>"H-how did you do that?  Stop yourself from turning I mean?..." She finally asked as she lowered her weapon only slightly and watched the man carefully.  If he stepped out of line, she would make sure to splatter his innards on the wooden floor.