I don't belong to anyone / Rogue attack

[Kold]

I had a dream, I got everything I wanted.
But when I wake up, I see, You with Me.

A jaguar running head first into her was the last thing she expected from a solo patrol. Air knocked out of her, patches of her white fur torn away as she was sent sprawling on the ground. She felt numb with it, though, like it wasn't happening to her. But it was, she was sure. Teeth grazed her ear and she felt her body grow hot. Knocked to one side, then the other, back and forth as she felt herself struggling to restrain. Finally, she moved from the blow, fur coming in black and white, body subtly changing, wings sprouted from her shoulders, teeth lengthening as she moved to bite.

Jaws clamped onto a neck, gripping as fire cooked the skin around her opponent, their struggle weakening. Soon did they fall limp to her bite, and then someone leapt atop her, grasping at her back with deep gouging claws leaving gashes in her body. Deep red blood flowed from her wounds but she thrashed and used the wind to knock them off. The leopard was sent sprawling and she was atop them now, long claws digging into their chest until she was elbow deep into them and they were lifeless. Cruel, yes, but necessary.

She took the time to loot the bodies, though only the jaguar had anything of value - a green cloak and a cross necklace. "Not bad." She muttered, but groaned at the pain in her back. Deep wounds. She'd have to see Aine for them. With that idea in mind she turned to walk back to the jungle, taking the time to know she was in a different form again. This time, it was no dinosaur or overgrown reptile, but a wolf. With wings. And large fangs and claws and iong tail. It seemed permanent enough.

Soon enough the white temple came into view, relief washing over the Marauder as she stepped into the entrance. "Aine? I need some help. Couple of rogues attacked and, though I took care of them, one of them got me on the back." She called out, sitting by the entrance. Hopefully Aine could tell it was still Kold and not some stranger.

— Reggan