Alisson sagged against the tree tiredly, her hands clasped in front of her in a gesture more appropriate for a classroom, the rough bark dug into her bareback bit she did pay any mind to it.
The transformation had ripped her clothes apart and she was too tired to go searching for her bag that had been flung somewhere. The corpses of the three rogues stared unseeingly at her and she turned away from them in discomfort.
"Kill or be killed, you had no choice," comforted her wolf.
Alisson felt rage at receiving the wolf's unwanted compassion. "How can you say that? We did have a choice, we could have left..."
"And take the risk of them tracking us down?" Asked the creature in annoyance.
"We don't know what would have..."
"What is your problem?" She questioned the woman hotly.
Alisson wa
