THE COUNCIL
Emma, still in her wolf form, perused the woman standing at akimbo, watching her with suspicious eyes. The woman was beautiful, interesting with that eyes of hers. Eyes of an eagle. She must be a gatekeeper then.
That thought resonated true in Emma's being. This was the gatekeeper of the academy. She gently turned, such that her face was now looking at the woman directly.
Stern. That would be another adjective for the gatekeeper. Emma thought, knowing that the woman had seen her, maybe since she had entered the forest.
"What is your name? State your business."
Emma shifted on her paws. Could her wolf talk out loud? She needed to shift. But she came with no clothes. Walking around naked wasn't appealing with her. She had to communicate with the woman in some other way.