After spending more than two decades on the west coast of the United States, Nailah Metexas had decided the time for relocation was upon her. For the past few days she had dealt with the arduous task of shifting her various holdings to a "family member" she had made up and then set out for a new place to call home. In this day and age one hardly needed to move far to avoid suspicion if they were smart, but for some reason Nailah had been driven to cross the continent and seek out an entirely new patch of land to claim as hers. Just what had pushed her was unclear, or perhaps she simply didn't want to name it, but it was something both the woman and the beast felt in equal parts.<br/><br/>Now, after the rising of the full moon and enduring the sweet promise it sang to her, Night had finally fallen with a sensuality that was almost delicious to Nailah. Rather than fight and cry, or worse, hide herself away like some shamed reject of hell, the woman had eagerly welcomed the violent shift that had ripped the beast free of her human confines. Nothing was so glorious to Nailah as when the world finally shifted into full view and the night became her playground.<br/><br/>With glorious abandon she had ran, pushing her strong body through the woods, and letting her nose filter the details of her surroundings while instinct guided her true. A fat rabbit that hadn't been quite quick enough had taken the edge off her bloodlust but had done little to sate the full scope of her hunger. There was bigger game to had in these mountains and as experience had taught her, nothing short of a full out challenge would ease her.<br/><br/>Continuing on, gleaming eyes of gold scanned the darkened wood as her paws carried her deeper in search of flesh worth sinking her teeth into. Suddenly she was pulled to stillness, her ears twitching and her muzzle lifting as dark fur glinted with hints of red under the moon's filtered light. Was that...? Without conscious thought her head tilted back and an eerie howl rose, an answer to the one that had reached her ears some distance away. Then she was back to moving, her curiosity surging ahead to urge her toward the sound rather than away. After all, right or wrong, there was little that Nailah truly feared these days.