Kyra Rye Shade
Kyra Rye Shade's flat out sprint slowed to a trot and then into a walk. She finally shifted into her human form, staggering toward a tree, barely able to catch herself from falling into the trunk. She used her forearm to lean on the tree while also using it hold herself up.
"I'm so dang tired." Kyra exhaled, and let out a short laugh, "I hate cats." She smiled to herself, I wonder what the Wolf thought of it. She snorted, Probably thinks I'm defective, or an abomination. Kyra growled remembering a guy and his family that had come to visit. Jaguar Shapeshifters, friends of her Uncle's Wife. The man had seen her shift into her different forms, and had been disgusted with her. He had obviously knew that she was some sort of hybrid, and that her parents must have been of very different species. His visit ended with him yelling and pointing at her, calling her and her brother abominations.
"Guys??? Is anyone out there?? Hello??"
Her thoughts interrupted, Kyra staggered away from the tree and toward the source of the voice. She ended up stumbling upon the girl her brother had been talking to. "They left... and are no longer in the area." She watched the girl closely, smelling the breeze that drifted her way with Marcey's scent. There was a smidgen of death there. "What do you do? I know your power comes or has something to do with death..."