Nat was bitten by a werewolf when she was out hunting, once, and now she *is* a goddamn werewolf. And she had been hiding it so well, too — she hadn't even fed in days; until her base, animal instincts took over and suddenly a deer was lying mangled at her feet and you're staring at her like she's a *monster.*

Nat may be a snarky, brash little asshole with a heart of gold— but she doesn't know if you can see through this one. Please tell her you can see through this one.