The ebony and grey she-wolf was giving the fox-girl a chance that she may not have received before. Perhaps the fox-girl was always smaller than the rest, having to overcome her own obstacles. Yet the she-wolf had decreased her size twice, allowing the scarlet fox the chance to be 'bigger.' The wolf, was the size of prey, small enough for the fox to hunt down, for indeed the wolf was the size of nothing more than a small little lap dog. Her once long lean legs were stumpy and so her speed wouldn't be that great nor her leaps ever so high. The wolf was giving the fox a fair advantage to win. It was something only a creature with a considerate mind was capable of and for now, she still had a grasp of her humanity within her mind. Running through the woods let out a few barks of joy as she attempted to run faster, a fast as her little stumpy legs could carry her form. It was rather difficult for her to cope with this sudden change. Yet she would not change her form into her normal size, for it would be far too easy to outrun her friend. Every now and then she would turn her head around to make sure the fox was following her. After all her friend was eerily too quiet. Bright blue-grey eyes would narrow as her pink tongue rolled out, panting as she tore through some of the small bushes. Aiming for the clearing she was hoping to hide in the tall grasses, wanting to use whatever advantage she could to keep the fox from finding her. Her movements may be swift and silent, but she was sure that with her new found small form she could hide from her.

As soon as she got to the edge she felt the other girl's cold nose reach her flanks. A high-pitched bark left the smaller wolf as she slammed her grey paws into the dirt attempting to force herself to slow down and turn. Yet the speed and her new found small legs, her will just couldn't be done. Instead the smaller wolf would tumble, over and over again until she landed on her grey back. Blue-grey eyes saw nothing but blue sky. Rolling back to her four grey paws she would shake off the loose dirt, watching the scarlet fox head through the tall grasses. Growling softly she would start to run after her. Yet it would seem the fox was quite agile and capable of moving through the long grasses without making a deep indention that showed where she was going. Seeing as how the skinny fox had much to her advantage, she decided she had enough of being some small cur.

Closing her eyes she would feel her bones start to shift once more as she returned to her normal size. Grey fluffy tail swayed back and forth with delight as she felt more familiar within this form. Barking with joy she would start to run through the tall grasses searching for the fox girl. Cold nose caught her scent, and she barreled through finding small traces of the red fox's paw prints in some of the damp soil. Following the trail she would arrive upon the fox girl, but she felt the trace of humanity start to leave her. That savage idea that fox could be prey began to tumble about in her twisted mind as she began to succumb to the edges of her feral mind. She was supposed to see the fox as a friend, but in her mind all she saw was prey. Her form would grow tense as her sleek form fell lower to the ground in a stalking manner. Growling softly her jaws would part and one paw would be raised high as if she meant to strike the fox, but the creature would stop herself. There was a high pitched whine as the she-wolf suddenly closed her jaws and began to move back, away from the fox shaking her head. Sadden whimpers came from the creature as she laid on the ground placing her paws over her eyes as she began to tremble from fear. Her garbled words would hold a sadden panic tone as it brushed towards fox-girl's mind.

"I'm sorry Alexis...it...I...sorry."

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven