Her eyes widened as she stared straight at me in horror. Stammering for words she blurted out "C...C…Caitlyn!" As if dumb struck, she struggled to find any sort of sentence.
"How can it be possible? I mean I thought you were … you were… dead!"
I looked at her with disgust and angrily spat;
"You're a pathetic excuse for a human!"
She whimpered and moved further away as I advanced closer with hunger in my eyes;
"Did you really think you'd get rid of me that easily? Guess again!"
I dangerously answered in a soft voice;
She went white as the terror showed on her face; stumbling back a few steps she spun around and ran. I couldn't resist as my instincts when into overdrive, I gave chase and followed on foot. I struggled to get through the dense thicket; slowing to a stop I ripped a fern out from the ground in frustration as I could sense she was getting further and further ahead.
Looking around I found the nearest clearing and stripped off and concealed my clothes under a bush. Hopefully no one will find them while I'm away.
I got into a comfortable position to change; this part I've always hated, the amount of energy I have to use always leaves me panting for air, not to mention the pain I feel every time I transform.
I lay there hoping and waiting for that all familiar feeling in the back of my skull. Nothing happened; panicking a little I concentrated harder a couple of minutes passed still nothing. The longer I waited the more agitated I became; finally I felt it and pushed the process as fast as I could.
I lay on the ground panting to catch my breath, after a couple of minutes I regained my strength, I surveyed my surrounding with new eyes. I yawned and snapped at the fresh air, filling my lungs as if it was the first time in weeks.
My muscles screamed to be fluid once more urging me to run off the sleepiness of human life and spring into motion spurring on the chase.
Lifting my snout I caught onto Sarah's scent, she had travelled far for a human especially as it wasn't easy to run through a thicket as dense as this. Now it was time for some serious hunting. The thrill of the chase revitalised my body with energy, I bounded through the thicket with the greatest of ease and Sara was now in my domain.
It didn't take me long to close the distance between us, the closer I got the stronger her scent became. I was now near enough to hear her struggling through the thicket and could almost taste her fear which was feeding my lust for the hunt.
Lapping up every ounce she released, I didn't want it to end, I slowed my pace slightly and flanked off to the left making sure I made as much noise as possible knowing that she would run in the other direction. Then I would cut her off at the cliff range to the west. It was easy steering her; it was like leading a lamb to the slaughter.
I could hear her pace quicken she was now running at full speed. She entered the clearing and skidded to a halt inches from the cliffs edge. I was close behind; I slowed to a trot and stopped just before the clearing. Advancing slowly from behind the foliage I could see her looking frantically around for any sign of my presence. Still tasting the rising peaks of her fear I knew I had to end it. As I entered into the clearing Sara spun round in my direction. Her eyes locked with mine. She knew this was it, this was the end I crouched and let out a low and deathly growl then I pounced aiming for her throat.
Padding back to the clearing I dropped to the ground and placed myself into a comfortable position. The change took longer than before as I had almost spent all my energy on getting rid of the body. My greatest fear is to get stuck in-between changes when you are at your most vulnerable. Not to mention it is the most monstrous sight you could imagine.
It took great concentration for my legs and my arms to begin to form back, taking unnatural positions my muscles were stretched and pulled. Losing my fur and regaining my natural skin, then came the real agonising part of the change. My bones twisted, bent and strained to regain their human form, taking me 20 minutes to successfully change back.
I lay on the grass gasping for breath suddenly I heard something approaching towards me. As quick as I could manage I grabbed my clothes and ran into the bushes west of the clearing I crouched down to avoid being seen. I slid on my jeans and t-shirt in time to hear a shout in the distance, a man was calling for his dog.
I stuck my head out of the bush to see a German Sheppard sniffing the ground I was down wind so it would not have picked up my scent. Before I could move off a man came crashing through the thicket after the dog and called to it.
"Come on Casper! Now is not the time to go running off."
He was now in clear sight, thinking out aloud.
"How did a police officer find? Unless? No how could anyone hear anything, we are in the middle of nowhere and in the middle of the night! That blasted dog! It must have caught onto my scent I have to get out of here!"
Quietly backing away from the clearing I ran back to my car, it was parked on a dust trail. Getting in I started up the engine without turning on the lights I slowly drove about four miles before putting on my headlights and driving back to my apartment.