Icy gaze shifting, she watched him as he looked her over, waiting for him to say something about her size. He didn't which was a relief. As he laid down, she took a towards him and stopped when she saw the look in his eyes. He was definitely staring, but there was something else there. Something she couldn't quite place... When he looked away, however, she blinked, staring herself. Was he-? No.... Was he?<br/><br/>Brushing it off, she took a few more steps, intending on curling up near him, all to eager for a good nights sleep. Then he spoke. First he called her beautiful; that made her blush herself. Sure people had called her beautiful before, but in her human form. Since no one had seen her in this form, she'd never been complimented on it before. It felt good. But what he said after that and the tone in his 'voice' made her look at him once more, blue eyes sad.<br/><br/>Freaks of nature, she said, head down. My dad told me once that's why we never joined a pack; because others said we 'didn't belong'. I just think they're scared of us for some reason...<br/><br/>Sighing, she moved to lay a couple feet away from him, head on her paws as she closed her eyes. She was fine for a few minutes. Then the wind picked up suddenly, rushing through the trees and striking her back without warning. She couldn't help the involuntary shiver that shook her.