Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140602182754/@comment-5583506-20140615131023

Due to being an "old blood" Valkyrie differed from the other werewolves. She never infected anyone on purpose. When she attacked, it was to kill, if the victim happened to get away infected it hadn't been on purpose. Prey like elks and rabbits and other mammals, she ripped apart with claws and jaws before they even had a chance to know what was going on. And she couldn't turn herself back on will, save for those days when it wasn't a full moon. This night she had to wait it out and when she turned back she would be naked.

At dawn she slowly opened her eyes. Her face was halfway submerged in a water stream and she pulled herself up before she fell in. She imagined that her "other self" had gone to drink and wash down everything she had swallowed the night before. Her body was covered in blood and gore from various animals and the smell of intestines and the other werewolves made her nose ache. Her stomach didn't hurt so much as the last time. It's true it felt a bit swollen, but that was to be expected after everything she had been eating. At least it had been given the proper time to digest and to adjust itself back into human proportions.

"Phew!" she gasped out. "I'll need to bathe thoroughly to get this stench of me."