Michelle gasps, taking a step back as the leaves start to whirl around her and form into the form of a young, naked girl... with a tail.  She froze in fear, holding a hand up to her mouth and holding a piece of her ginger hair between her lips - something she'd done since a child.  A cool breeze blew past them and the young girl started to blush slightly, her eyes very slowly sliding down the body of the wolf girl.<br/><br/>After a moment, she found herself. "I- I'm Michelle.. I'm just a peasant, who works the land here."  She looked over you again, her eyes falling to those ears and that tail.  "Wh-who are you?" she asked in response brazenly.  She knew that the things in the woods could kill her, but this one looked so familiar somehow.<br/><br/>She had been one of the only worshippers left in the small village, but even so their knowledge of the goddess they worshipped was severely limited to fables and traditions that held less meaning than they should.<br/><br/>"A-and why are you naked?" she asked a moment later.  It seemed her eyes were caught up in the girl's form.