As Tikki draws near, the darkness to her left and right flickers with 
movement, dark shapes barely glimpsed out the corners of her eyes. She knows 
what’s moving in on her flanks without having to look. Without needing to hear
the quiet growl that arises briefly a few meters away to her right, Wolven Weres 
in their natural form—two males, two females. The pack is taking no chances
tonight. They know a serious predator when they see one. And when they smell 
one.