Logan snapped his jaw hungrily as the door down the hall flew open, and out came another werewolf. She shifted as she ran towards him. The other female's blood was still fresh in his mouth, but his hunger was still stronger then ever. He snapped his jaws, ready for a fight. She kept onto him, hooking her claws into his shoulders and shoving him to the ground.
As she snapped at his face viciously, he pushed his weight to the side, rolling her off of him. He turned to the claw she had hooked into his shoulder. He sunk his teeth into her paw, jerked her away violently. He snarled, ready to attack again, when he was just about to go for her jugular, a violent shudder suddenly ran through his body. He backed up quickly, shivering.
His bones snapped and rearranged themselves, as he slowly, painfully began to shirt back to human.