While Derek kept watch for anyone who might happen upon them, she closed her eyes and let the Change come. Several minutes later, when she was in her wolf form, she shook herself and lifted her head, breathing deeply. There was the scent of her mate which immediately calmed her, but underneath that she caught the scent of something wild and other. A large creature that smelled like death, and her hunter's instincts immediately came to attention. Stepping back out, she allowed the two-legged version the stroke which she repaid with a soft nip of his hand - not enough to draw blood, just to acknowledge the affection, and she waited for him to Change as well.
Once he had stepped back out, Kitty rubbed her shoulder against his, then turned in the direction the trail was strongest and started to head off, leading the way towards their prey. It wasn't long before she caught the sound of something moving - a rustle of leaves and a twig cracking from weight, and she slowed to stalk forward carefully.