"Me. Especially during a full moon."

You inquired on why that's the case, before she just sighed in rubbing her stuffed stomach.

"Well, I'm a werewolf." the student grumbled, eyes downcast on her beer gut. "And though I could shift to my lunar form freely by a lunar night. At full moons, I become... ravenous. Apparently wrecking the whole campus for a meal to churn. Which leads to well, the hassle I end up the morning after..."

The fact her pot belly grumbled. Almost as if howling, confirmed that she's a predator. Though the fact she'd give you forewarning on that, is to you;

"Charming..." You said, in complement to your tour guide, only now noticing her amber eyes are a bit more yellow than the noun. "Though if that's the case, why is your... Inner beast a predator, unlike you?"

"Ha~" the tour gudie chuckled, with a malicious smirk on her face. "Though I can normally reign my instincts in, until a full moon. Frankly, they feel like a mean bitch to me. Unlike you cutie. Who 'ought ot be tasty."

Before you knew it, you saw her maw before she gave you a lick on the face. Before smiling. "Some things, my instinct's sharp on, such as how you are tasty. Probably want to avoid predator's like me, if you can help it." Even if the saliva was slightly drooling on your face. "Though if you think you could charm my ravenous beast? She'll outright melt you inside before you'd reform in six seconds. And then, I'll have to deal with another pot belly, for at least a month. Or worse, a persistent meal that'd be more irresistable to my instinct, if you ever give me the impression you'd want to be absorbed by me daily... "

"Guessing you go to the gym regulary?" It's an obvious fact, on how it's probably that she's not bloated, to the confirming smirk of your tour guide."Oh yeah. Even got free servings of freshly churned cum from the Jocks. Especially those who can at least sate my inner beast. At least, until I nearly got hozed myself for having ravaged them during another full moon."

That was just when the bell began to rang. That brought a bit of tireness from the self-proclaimed wolfess in hiding.

"Well. Before I'd vent on how much I hate being unable to burn through fat unless I'm in my were-form. Guess class's about to start. Fresher's week should at least be no hassle with classes. Though honestly, persistent failing grades are more likely to disappear. Especially amongst the teacher's who generally get an if frowned upon, 'pass' for being the cause behind this school's abyssmally low dropout rates, at the very worst end." You'd rather...

"... Well, let's just hope I don't end up as one of those statistics." Or at least enough for a passing grade, which made you a bit nervous as the tour guide chuckled whilst leading you to your apparent class.

"Yeah. I'm sure you'll at least not struggle. So much as you don't take complicated subjects, unless you're really in with the nerds. At least we're in the same class room, so I can at least ensure you're not lost for the first few days. Afterwards... Probably best keeping distance to me."

"Well then, if that's the case {guide_name}, then my name's John, almost forgot about that." A statement that made the dark haired guide laugh, as she stared at your face.

"Oh, and one more thing... {guide_name}, was a fluke by that secretary, almost forgot about that as well. You can call me Lyla, John."

"I'll be cool with that, along with the warning to avoid you at night time." Especially when Lyla, the tour guide looked rather radiant, for having a bit of chub on her from her self-professed predation.

"Then great! Just again, don't see me during nighttime. And at least ensure your dorm room's locked during nighttime. Hate for an roaming predator or worse; me to treat it as an open invitation to devour you."

You don't know what to think of the tour guide when you arrived at your first classroom of the days. At a glance, she's rather ****, over predatory for being an apparent person to be on the watch out for. On the other hand, you've yet to see what she's like as a werewolf, that's already giving you a bit of a boner, on imagining what her fur could be like...

Regardless, by the time the introductionary class finished. You settled on an idea on how much of a relationship you'd at least hope pursue with her. Either as an acquitance to rely on, if only to point at other predators. Or as a person, if you want to get to know her beastly side, at risk of painful digestion...