The snow started to fall thicker, and the wind started up, making it hard to see as she ran towards the scent. Up ahead she saw a blurry shape... that truck from earlier. It was at the base of the mountain, and three people stepped out from the car.
The black wolf ran towards them, making no sound at all in the small snow storm.
She leapt at the first human, latching onto his face with her dagger like teeth. He tasted like the idiots that worked for that pathetic noble Jagura.
She slammed the human into the ground, then raised her neck to look at the other two petrafied nobles. Blood dripped from her bared fangs and onto the white snow.
again she forced herself up. everything came in a horribly dizzy rush. the world seemed to spin around her as she ran. she stumbled to the right, her legs twisting and giving out beneath her. she leaned over, getting sick and changed to her human form and sat hugging her knees tight to her chest, feeling very ill.