Ylwa awoke the next day nestled up against the stranger, neither of them in fur any longer. Not even in the scraps of clothing that were not destroyed by a transformation. His two friends seemed to have disappeared. Well, this was awkward. Ylwa lifted her head slightly and began sniffing the air, afraid of waking the slumbering stranger beside her. In her human form, though, her nose was not worth nearly as much as in her other form. She couldn't smell any water source anywhere nearby. Why would she have slept somewhere with no water? That was a strict requirement for anywhere that she camped out at after her nightly runs. Next question, where was her clothing? That she quickly located a few yards away. Mortified, she laid still and collected her thoughts before moving any further, trying to recall everything she could about what happened the night before – everything she could about this stranger beside her. She might need to use it against him.
Last night was a blur. It was almost like the night when one of her cousins had brought home some "mead" and she woke up with a pounding headache and few memories the next morning. It seemed more likely that she had just given in to the wolf so fully last night that she was not humanly present for most of the night. She had experienced times before where she was so controlled by her beast that she lost all human consciousness. Her first transformation had been one of those moments.
What she could recall was running with this stranger and his pack beside her. She had a faint, pleasant memory of taking down two animals with them….. or was it three? She recalled running in the plains that she had discovered yesterday morning. She didn't recall when and where his friends had disappeared to. All that her mind was filled with was him. Had she? Yes…. Ylwa blushed with embarrassment. Yes, she had mated with him. She began to scold herself. He was a stranger, and she was supposed to become the mate of one of the leader's sons. She had no interest in them, but they were the best prospects in her pack. Would she be able to go back to her pack after this? Was there some rule that she has to stay with him and his two stranger friends now that she had…. been with him? Certainly the twin sons of the pack leader who were supposed to be her prospects would not want her any longer if they found out. Would she be an outcast, not welcome any longer? Her mind was filled with thoughts of panic at being an outcast for the rest of her life.
This stranger, though... That restless feeling she had felt prior to encountering these others had been silenced by a desire for more of what she experienced last night. Ylwa blocked out the part of her that said this was a bad idea, and spent the next week or so running and hunting all over her woods and the regions beyond, accompanying and consumed with this new interest of hers.