Werewolf or Wolfman? (retry of posting)

As Sue continued deeper into the jungle, she came under the watchful gaze of one of the Savage Land's many inhabitants: Nightsaber of the Lupin Tribe.

Nightsaber was one of the tribe's formost scouts. Dark of fur, he blended easily into the night. When ligt shone across the jungle, his chamleon magic turned his fur into mottled greens and browns so he could vanish into the folige. He stood about seven feet tall and looked like a mythical were-wolf: Long arms and legs ended in claws and his head was a more expressive version of a wolf's. He was clad in a loincloth and weapon harness for his blowgun and knife, along with a sack for other needed items.

Nightsaber had caught Sue's scent as he was out on his patrol and homed in to make sure she wasn't some kind of spy from the humans. Noticing her features and clothing, he discarded that idea. She had the look of the strangely powered humans that came to the Land now and then. What she was doing here, he did not know, but it would no doubt be worthwhile to observe her.

As Nightsaber tracked Sue, he took in her healthy form: Large bosom, wide hips and a well toned body made her quite appealing not only to humans, but to him as well. Nightsaber's crotch twitched as he started thinking the usual male thoughts about such a female. With a small snort, he focused on following her, but kept thinking about the possibility about making her his own.