Angel stood in the clearing, blinking her eyes. I know I didn't just see that man turn into a pig. I know I told Jacob that all men are pigs, but this is ridiculous. The last thought ended with a hysterical giggle.
When two leopards made their way into her field of vision, Angel was sure she'd lost it. Then when one attacked the boar, leaving the other slowly approaching her, she closed her eyes and prayed that it would kill her quickly. If she had to die, being a wild thing's dinner was better than needlessly dying at another's hand. Not much better, but better all the same.
You are not going to die.
Her eyes popped open and her gaze darted around the clearing. That was Mace's voice and if he knew she wasn't going to die, then he must be here. If not, he was at least close. You have to help me. I've either gone insane or there is some sort of crazy..." She let her words trail off, unsure how to describe what she'd seen.
Shape shifter trying to harm you?
Forgetting about the large black cat staring at her with those unblinking eyes, for just a moment, Angel spun around, certain Mace was here with her...somewhere. "Mace! Where are you? I know you're here. You have to help me."
Stop panicking, Angel. Turn to your right toward the leopard and look down at him.
"How do you know it's a him?" She couldn't help a last glance around. He was here somewhere if he could see her. When she couldn't see him, she did as told and looked down at the large leopard that sat before her.
Because I am that cat, Angel.