I wouldn't be so sure about that, but I'm not going to hurt her. I'm still in control when I change, it's just a different kind of mindset, a different kind of control. As long as she doesn't act like prey or attack me she should be fine.

I stand back clear away a space in the middle of the floor, no use damaging the place. I peel off my shirt first, the silver ink of the tattoos catching the light. The symbols aren't any I'm familiar with or any language I've found here. Of course, I might not be asking the right people. Each one hurts like hell, weres being allergic to silver, but it's a pain I'm used to.

I strip off everything else too, not worried about modesty. The tattoos run all over my body, sigils and runes mishmashed all over me. I crouch down on the floor and I push.

The shift is painful, but like the tattoos it's a pain I'm used to. Bones snap, crack, and pop to rearrange and skin tears with a wet noise. I can make the shift happen fast, almost instant, if I need to but there's no rush. The wolf form comes first, it's easiest. It's big, more massive than I normally am, and I can make it bigger too. The puma comes next, jet black and sleek. A bear, a massive Kodiak is next, then I shift back to a human. I have more, but I'm tired and I think I made my point.

I'm sweating by the time I'm done and the tattoos are smoking a bit, not used to that much shifting so quick.

"If you have something to eat... that would be great."