Fenris knew she was in trouble. She was in so much trouble. Deep, deep trouble.
The basement was rather large, she noted, and she had moved from a cage to a larger cell-like area. The metal bars couldn't be broken by a person of her strength, and there was no digging out of this place- the floors were concrete. And she couldn't call for help, because she was pretty sure that other werewolves wouldn't just come to her rescue for a situation like this.
She was in her human form, with pale skin, long legs, white hair, and stunning, husky blue eyes. Nice curves accentuated her body. She was as naked as a jaybird, but nothing was shown, thanks to her hair covering her top half, and the way that she was sitting, her legs curled up to her chest. From afar, she looked almost angelic.
But, she had an attitude and potential that was far from angelic. She could easily hurt someone if she so wished, but not in this form. No, no.
So, this form, while it was her natural, true form, was completely useless to her at the moment, unless someone came down. Maybe they would let her out, believing that someone had kidnapped her and put her down there.
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