[size=150]Shasta Morgans
Shasta was running, her heart beating in rythm with her paws digging into the soft earth. It was easy to breathe, to think, and not feel confined inside her own head. It was safe to think about things like the Rohani wolves like they were okay, to even think of raiding human farms for an easy meal and even wandering into town. It was safe, but it didn't feel safe to think here. That is until she heard a bit whining nearby, she pulled herself to a stop, throwing up dirt. She looked her around, her ears straining to locate the sound of the soft whimpers. There. She lifted her nose and followed the whimpers back to a female wolf with blue eyes. The wolf from the problem with Sabine, Akitla and Nari. She was a lone wolf now and had no superiors, or followers. Her tail went down into a submissive gesture, but her head held high she sniffed the hunter trap clutched around the Rohani's leg.
Shasta growled deep in her throat, remembering gunshots and vengeful flames that roared for blood. She licked the bleeding leg before shifting into her human form. It looked like the normal mouth full of spikes for teeth looking ones, they were easy to take apart, if that person had the strength. She looked at it from several different veiws and gently moved it so she could twist the screw hiding the pins, then started to twist both at the same time. Now these screws were tightened good, and her fingernails were starting to bleed. After awhile she removed them and saw the pins that held the jaws together. She muttered a curse under her breath as she looked at her bloody fingers before trying to forcefully yank the pins out without hurting the victim. Come on, come on. She was able to pull one pin out halfway, and the pin wasn't even half way. It would have to do. Her finger nails were already abouts to fall off. She put her hands between the contraption of what little space there was between them. She breathed for a minutes or see before pulling the mouths apart, it's teeth digging into her palms and fingers. Her own blood seeped out but the contraption pulled apart slowly. She grunted and snarled, torn between anger and pain. "Pull your leg out now!"
Shasta growled deep in her throat, remembering gunshots and vengeful flames that roared for blood. She licked the bleeding leg before shifting into her human form. It looked like the normal mouth full of spikes for teeth looking ones, they were easy to take apart, if that person had the strength. She looked at it from several different veiws and gently moved it so she could twist the screw hiding the pins, then started to twist both at the same time. Now these screws were tightened good, and her fingernails were starting to bleed. After awhile she removed them and saw the pins that held the jaws together. She muttered a curse under her breath as she looked at her bloody fingers before trying to forcefully yank the pins out without hurting the victim. Come on, come on. She was able to pull one pin out halfway, and the pin wasn't even half way. It would have to do. Her finger nails were already abouts to fall off. She put her hands between the contraption of what little space there was between them. She breathed for a minutes or see before pulling the mouths apart, it's teeth digging into her palms and fingers. Her own blood seeped out but the contraption pulled apart slowly. She grunted and snarled, torn between anger and pain. "Pull your leg out now!"