There were more of them! Kiba swung his head around, nose frantically sipping the air, trying to see where they were coming from. He remembered - vividly - pack-tactics, his packmates and him circling and pouncing and bringing down larger prey. Cats were hunters too. Were they....
He jerked and yelped as he felt tiny kitten-claws suddenly embed into his flesh, spinning around to see a purple cat attached to his tail.
He growled at it. "Off!" he told it, and then blinked.
He'd never been able to speak human before, in his wolf-shape.