<div align="center">Jennifer  (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82231.msg3626734#msg3626734) </div><br/>Phew ... that was close. Jenny's shoulders relaxed as she saw the were go into female form... naked female form.<br/><br/>Jeny's eyes changed into those of a golden wolf without her knowing.. before realizing she was on all fours again, paws covered in white fur. Her tongue was out and languid pants dominated her breathing pattern.<br/><br/>One look to the other male wolf about.. sniff, his "thing" seemed "present" another look back to the naked form... sniff. Her flower present. The looks repeated.<br/><br/>She was healing. Thankfully removal of the bullet had triggered were regeneration nicely. Very good... very<em>promising.</em>Exhausted. Whatever she was smelling now from Jen would be all male. Very male. THe other male were would be feeling what she is now also.<br/><br/>With three steps Jenny sniffed the healing wound, the outside had covered entirely - no scab. It turned into a simple bruise, obviously knitting quickly internally, one that was already fading to Jenny's wolves eyes. Still regeneration was exhausting. The she-were likely fatigued beyond belief.... which meant...<br/><br/>Jenny's instincts of wanting to care and help her relax felt the same as her want before...<br/><br/>Jenny didn't hesitate to start licking the she-were's flower now.. a honeydue scent. Perfect.. just like all of them, unique and perfect each in their own regard, all there to be<em>taken</em>. All sung to jenny's senses singing to her specifically, their scent seemingly a beckoning... so right, so natural, so pure, so life, so<em>everything</em>.<br/><br/>Jenny was a new were, as such her saliva was just that saliva. Perhaps that may change but it didn't feel right, perhaps that was the power of true males or certain others. A cold wet nose quickly moved to a intrusive tongue, lapping a nectar which never tasted so sweet...<br/><br/>Jenny's awareness then again returned to her own privates. Her own member becoming engorged again. But jenny still had her own mind. Different urges maybe but her own mind still the same. The she-were needed rest now... and Jenny felt this instinctively was helping ... to feel welcomed, safe, a way of saying<em>hello</em>... welcome to the pack... and so calming to jenny also. Jenny nudged a little of her cold wet nose and softly whiskered snout a little into the she-were's cute flower's budding folds.<br/><br/>Ahh<em>much </em>better.<em>Much </em>easier to manage nectar this way without the risk of some being lost, wasted... nectar should not be wasted.