A Tribe of Female Werewolves

A long howl is heard from nearby, and then it is joined by another and another, she looks around, trying to figure out what was going on when several figures burst out, two of them grabs her arms. She can barely look around, seeing that they resemble a cross between human women and wolves, she cries out.

"What are you going to do with me?" She says, shocked when the she-wolves grabbed her, and started pulling her into the jungle.

"Taking you to our home," one of them growls, a third tears off her tattered clothing, she tries to flap her wings to get away, but the wolve women are too strong.

As they enter the wolf camp, the first thing that strikes her is that the inhabitants are all female. The only males where a few that where less human, more pure wolf that where strewn about the camp, fighting or in some cases mating with others.

"What do you think, do we bring her to the Alpha, or maybe we should let them have their way with her," one of the wolfe women says, jutting a clawed figer towards a pair of males. "They could use a new bitch."

She started to struggle, she didn't like this at all.