Hazel sighed and walked casually (as she tried to make it look) behind a bush. She grunted as she transformed. This hurt like heck, but it happens. Sadly.
After several minutes, she jumped from the bush, tail swiping the leaves. She had transformed. Her brownish-blonde pelt shone in the moonlight, the same with her eyes. The brown cresent-swirl marks made their appearance across her body, accenting her pelt. She looked around, and yelped.
'You know, just because I transformed into a wolf, does not mean I will shred people to death. I'm actually nice,' she thought. 'And yes, I can smell you perfectly fine, Thorn. Even better than in my human form.'
Hazel padded her way to Ashbliss. When she arrived, she laid in front of an abandoned building, covering her paws and digging her nose into her tail.
Then It began to rain. The moisture clung to her thick fur.
'Well, sucks to be me, uh,' she laughed tiredly, 'And this curse will last until the wanning gibbous.' And she fell quietly to sleep in the rain shower.