~Mika, at Nat's Camp~<br/><br/>Mika withheld a snarl at the male's rude behavior and response. A low growl almost escaped her throat as he walked past, until the female began to speak again. She listened carefully. When she was young she had heard tale of such beasts, even if the wording was different from the humans' tongues. "A werewolf. Correct? I'm sorry to say that we are in fact quite different...You see, I am the kin of evil. A demon. Mother Earth did not bless me, no. I was cursed with what I am, driven from my home by those who had once claimed to love me." She watched the healing ritual momentarily.<em>Why heal a raven? There are always more...</em>She shook her head from the thought, distracted too easily. "You see, I'm quite different..." she said, her fur changing to a light, reddish brown. Her body shrank in overall size, becoming quite petite, her face becoming more narrowed, ears larger. Soon, a red fox (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/d5/Vulpes_vulpes_sitting.jpg) stood there instead. "I am not human..." she said, her body growing again, becoming spotted, and more to that of a german-shepherd shape, that of the 'Painted Wolf' (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/7/7d/Lycaon_pictus_%28Temminck%2C_1820%29.jpg) or African Wild Dog. "And I am not animal...I don't know what I am besides unwanted..." Done with playing around, her body once again began shifting. The fur retreated into her skin, revealing that she had been wearing an article of clothing tied around her neck, hidden by her fur. The canid toes lengthened into slender human fingers, and Mika's hair grew darker, cascading down over her shoulders. Once the transformation was complete, she untied the red kimono from her neck, slipping it on and tying it loosely on her body.