"What do you mean what's taking me so long?" Apparently Hobbie was replying to her wolf form's huffing, which seemed rather rebellious considering what she could have done to him in that state.<br/><br/>Soon enough though he permitted himself to loose all control and instead glare at the moon's light. That light initially reflected off his eyes, though soon enough it was a clean lunar disk reflecting in the predatory gaze of a wolf.<br/><br/>His bones and teeth shifted, soon forming the digitigrade legs of a powerful land mammal. Fur in this state was, unlike hers, something of a silvery color that reflected that same lunar light.<br/><br/>Hobbie was ready to take on whatever it was that this evening had to offer him. Throwing back his head and now allowing himself to release a chorus of wolf-song, he was now truly ready to run with her no matter where this adventure might take them.<br/><br/>Still, though, he thought to himself if anyone had held them up, then it would have certainly have had to have been her and not him by any means!