Kahlua padded into the tavern, the black cat waited, crouched in a bush outside the door, for someone to open it for her. As a peasent walked into the purple lantern, she slipped through the door, seemingly a black shadow. As soon as she was inside the tavern's pale yellow glow, she changed to an even smaller mouse that was smaller for the eye to see. The mouse scampered on the ground, tiny paws scrabbling for a grip on the hard wood floor.
Kahlua's tiny black mouse eyes darted around the bar at the many people who crowded it today. She stood in the corner for fear of being trampled if she stood by the door. Without a noise being made, she was a spider. Her eight legs climbed up the wall as she sat in the corner studying the area. She already knew that she wouldn't change into her elven form. For now, she would scout out what type of people hung out here.
She possibly would come back, but for now, just looking was good with her. She descended on her shiny thin web as she got down onto face level if a person was standing up. She twirled around, having fun as she looked at the people.
One of the commons in the tavern when she was in her wereform, Finduilas layed under a table sleeping like a huge lap dog. Now and then a person would stroke her ears and her tail would wag as she kept sleeping.
She loved it here when she was a wolf no one guessed that she was a werewolf and there was always enough nice people to give her a free bite to eat. Soon the white wolf woke and streched and looked around. Smiling her wolf grin at a few people she got a few handouts before moving on to see who was in the tavern.
Finduilas smiled as she saw something move out of the courner of her bright green orbs and turned to look at it. To her surprise she saw that it was a spider twirling on a thread of web. Being in a playfull mood she started to snap at the creature.
Kahlua started hanging peacefully until she saw the white wolf padding towards her. She wasn't bothered until it started to snap at her. She dropped from the ceiling instantly turning into the black cat again. She hissed angrily, the hair on her back standing straight up as her tail stood straight like a bottlebrush. Her golden orange eyes glowed with rage. Her mouth closed as she stopped hissing but she still stood on her guard.
Kahlua loved cats because she knew them to be smart and they could see and sense things that humans couldn't. And this time, her cat senses told her that this wolf wasn't what it seemed. She wasn't smart enough to pinpoint exactly what it was, but she knew that it wasn't normal. Her head tilted to the side slightly as she tried harder to figure it out, but to no avail.
She gave the wolf a curious look and decided to try to pinpoint one of her suspicions to what was different about the wolf. She nodded her head to the side, trying to get the message across that she wanted the wolf to come outside with her. She walked towards the door, still on her guard but with a renewed sense of sudden curiousity.