Home, to Saint-Macaire

Reverently you bow before your mistress, kiss her clawed hand and then escape from the forest, sniffing the air and instinctively knowing the road back to your hometown. Within minutes you find yourself hiding in the bushes, watching the sleeping night Saint-Macaire with the patience of the feral sexual predator you now are, watching for any stray passers-by to prey on.

Eventually you note several possible victims for yourself. First, you note a rather average-looking African boy, probably around 18, walking on the streets and enjoying the night sky with a look of confidence of his face, a swagger in his walk - he could easily become a very good-looking mate. You also notice that one house's door in the town is not locked, and judging by the scent that comes from that building (being a beast, your senses are now much more acute, and your body is more sensitive in general), there are at least two girls there - friends, or perhaps lovers? There is also a group of boys nearby, a gang: 'that could be interesting', you smile to yourself. Finally, you have a key that you've taken from the pockets of your discarded clothing - the key to your friend's house. Although not 'close' as such, you've been spending a lot of time together, sharing many interests. You and Alexis planned to meet last night, and though you might be late, you are sure not going to disappoint... sex has never been on the agenda, although you have shared a bed as 'friends', but maybe that is about to change....