”Of course! I hate seeing you locked up in the farm, so I'm delighted to —”
”Put your hands on your head!” A scream broke the peace. Her eyes quickly formed tears, moving to all places: focus on her partner or find the threat? ”RIGHT NOW!” The tall woman complied. There was a chance of negotiation if they did as told, her rationale said.
”What do you want from us?” her associate asked.
”Your human flesh.” A werewolf-looking person, its face covered by a mask, jumped from the adjacent building and approached them at a slow, menacing pace.
”Then come and get it!” His body language provoked the wolf.
”Are you out of your mind?!” Luna whispered, her panic deepening with every breath.
”I'm giving you the chance to live.” He pushed her away — tried to. The failure originated in her prominent physique. Taking its time to get to them, the unique reaction probably piqued the wolf's interest.
”Offer something else,” Luna proposed, finding reason amongst dire thoughts and shaky muscles.
”No.” The wolf's characteristic sensitive ear picked up her murmurs and turned it down: bargain finalized.