Hunger

Though she normally didn't care about blood, Fenrir had infused her attack with ice elemental energy to freeze all the small bits into ice. Then, sweeping her hand, Fenrir made all the pieces fly away from her body without getting a single drop on her clothing. She didn't want any part of the disgusting man to touch her, not even a single drop of blood.

Slowly but surely, the girl on the ground began to regain the light in her eyes as she realized her assailant had vanished. Looking around, she saw several icy chunks of meat on the ground and, even without understanding what happened, she knew the man who had defiled her was no more. Even so, she didn't feel even a small amount of satisfaction at the moment and just began to sob uncontrollably while picking up the small remnants of her torn dress. She wanted nothing more than to simply hide away her shame from the world but, no matter how much she scrounged up, there wasn't enough clothing in the world to restore her lost dignity...

Fenrir had already moved away from the girl because, even though she felt bad for her, Fenrir couldn't stand to see someone like that. It was a lot like how her friend Preasia had been in the past, before Master had saved her. Though she could now protect the girl, Fenrir had already started to realize that her appearance in this world was abnormal. She needed to master her transformation ability if she wanted to interact with other people and, for the time being, also needed to deal with her hunger.

Seeing the state of the girl, Fenrir's dormant hunger was surging until it had started to cloud her mind. Afraid that she might start targetting the very people she saved, Fenrir fled into the depth of the forest and began looking for prey to sate her hunger. She knew, deep down, that it would take a lot of food to make this pain go away. Without her Master to help her, Fenrir realized that, at the very least this world, was a cruel and dark place. Her Master had protected her from the darkness for a very long time and, now that she had been taken from his side, Fenrir was alone in a world where cruel people preyed upon the weak.

Determined not to be the 'prey', Fenrir decided she needed to increase her strength even further before involving herself with the rest of the world. She also needed to be able to disguise her appearance to match humans since, much like her previous world, people didn't seem to be too kind to those with different appearances. Since even the people she had saved looked at her like she were a monster, Fenrir knew it wouldn't be a good idea to go into a town just yet.

After moving more than a thousand kilometers away from where the attack had happened, Fenrir found the first scent trail she could find and began following the aroma to its origin. Soon after, a large red panda monster, nearly 6m tall, appeared within Fenrir's sight. It was eating strange purple fruit from a massive tree, the perfect accompaniment for the meal she was about to partake of. Still, even after consuming the panda in its entirety, Fenrir wasn't even remotely sated...

Several hours later, with scarlet eyes glowing fiercely, Fenrir looked towards the waning moon and released a feral howl that sent shivers down the spine of any monster that heard it. This night, not a single monster would be afforded a peaceful sleep until the ravenous wolf girl had eaten her fill...

(Fenrir's Commentary: 'It hurts...so hungry...Master...')