Mount Apikuni don't go out tonight

If I am no wolf, say you, than what am I? He grins wide, teasing, with fangs that are too long and macabre to be real and lips that reveal a little too much.  If she were to look down his throat perhaps she would see something writhing there in the whirling inky darkness of his gut.

He takes a single sweeping stride towards her and makes an attempt to come up on the other side of her like a feline toying with its dinner.