Snippet #2284079

Ouka smiled at his questions, her face was laden with sweat. "Perhaps a quick version will be easier to explain in my current state." She sat down in a corner. "I was born human in a small town. I was very young when I was attacked by a lone, rampaging werewolf. My original parents found out and abandoned me in the Frost mountains. The local werewolf pack found me, raised me, and taught me the magic of the mountains." She flashed her fangs. "The office is there go ahead and talk to a teacher there and hurry." Ouka couldn't control herself any more. With the last bit of sanity she constructed two walls of ice that reached the ceiling and connected them to the corner. It was hopefully going to keep her in. "There is one more thing, my kind are fierce because of the trials we must face. Have someone approach with extreme caution. I'm sorry I can't control...anymore."

The change took on suddenly; a deafening roar was heard along with the sickening snapping of bone as they broke and extended. Fur grew and skin fell away. Her fangs extended in her wolfish maw. The only thing that remained white was the bangs of her hair. A blast of cold air was felt in the halls. Ouka's fur was fully black unlike the wolf form she could change into at will. This creature was a beast and as soon as it had control it let out an ear splitting howl. It whimpered in it's prison but began charging at the ice walls. They held fast and would hold until another teacher came. It was a going to be a long second day.