Her bones cracked. She yelled as they rearranged themselves into her wolf—into a white wolf with red spots and a red paw. As soon as she turned she had this urge to howl, and she howled. Surprised, she heard an answering howl from a distance. She turned her attention to those who were chasing her.
Almost on instinct she found herself growling at the two gray wolves in front of her who were looking, as if they would rip her apart. One of them was shorter than the other and she knew that this was Jason. Their pale yellow eyes looked into hers.
The two of them prowled towards her, growling and raking the ground with their claws. Bianca stood her ground and growled at them menacingly, challenging them to attack her.
