[ When a motorcycle pulls up alongside her, Angela (in her travel form) flicks her eyes to the side, unsure of its intentions. But then it takes down the man she was chasing for her, and she thinks perhaps this cowled individual is an ally.
That thought is muddled, however, when he places himself in between her and her quarry.
The creature stills, hot breath coming out of her nostrils and fogging in the air, before she begins to transform, muscles contracting and shifting in jerky motions that do not look comfortable, until finally she stands before him in her minotaur form, her lower half the same fur-and-hooves shape as the bovine, but her upper half that of a woman, with curved sharp horns atop her head. ]
I thank you for your assistance...
[ She pauses, leaving space for the cowled man to give his name if he sees fit.
Behind him, her quarry shivers in fear and tries to scoot himself away. Her eyes flick to him, and she frowns. ]
I must ask, however, that you move aside and allow me to detain this man.
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That thought is muddled, however, when he places himself in between her and her quarry.
The creature stills, hot breath coming out of her nostrils and fogging in the air, before she begins to transform, muscles contracting and shifting in jerky motions that do not look comfortable, until finally she stands before him in her minotaur form, her lower half the same fur-and-hooves shape as the bovine, but her upper half that of a woman, with curved sharp horns atop her head. ]
I thank you for your assistance...
[ She pauses, leaving space for the cowled man to give his name if he sees fit.
Behind him, her quarry shivers in fear and tries to scoot himself away. Her eyes flick to him, and she frowns. ]
I must ask, however, that you move aside and allow me to detain this man.