Red was a frequent visitor at your clinic. Instead of sending you nice flowers, she would return with fresh injuries some if not most were gruesome. She was like a cockroach, impossible to kill.

Red woke up with a set of bandages around her body. Her arm felt some discomfort when she lifted herself off the bed. "I'm fine." She barked, when you came closer to her with disinfectant. She held her head while slowly transforming back into her beast form.