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[ He keeps Mako in his sights as he circles and Mako does the same, her weight lightly distributed between both of her feet, hands held very slightly out from both sides, ready to keep her balance should she suddenly dodge one way or the other. Even though she doesn't make a habit of wearing her wolfskin, she understands how the beast works and can the animal's body language readily. It sets off in a very particular part of Mako's brain, the part that she associates specifically with a loss of control. (—she'd outrun both of her parents when Onibaba came to Toyko, their human legs unable to keep up as she'd dashed amongst the rubble and left them behind to die, running on four paws—)

Fight or flight kicks up in her veins almost immediately, but the signal is garbled given the duality of her nature. The girl in her thinks to turn, to run, while the wolf in her tells her to open her mouth and the hiss. In the end she splits the difference, seeing the change Raleigh's posture just as he's about pounce. His muscles bunch and then stretch beneath his fur and Mako seems to understand the motion inherently, shifting her weight and rolling to one side, the snow stingingly cold on her bare knees.

That's nothing, however, compared to shedding her skin, feeling the part of her that yells fight fight fight rip free from the rest of her body. Her blood joins Raleigh's on the snow with a warm hiss as she whimpers once and then shakes the gore from her coat. ]