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Wolf!Form ~ caroline-dearest ~

  Being in Mystic Falls again certainly was not something she thought would be on her list of things to do this decade. However, she found herself there, in the woods. Although, she was different this time. Instead of treading on combat boot covered feet, she got around on four sturdy paws. Having been given the ability to shift freely, at times she would just take a time to fully understand that other half of herself. What she had not counted on was being able to see Caroline.

Following her, she ended up venturing out of the woods, Ziva and the blonde vampire did have a rather eventful meeting and developing friendship the last time she was here. However, would Caroline recognize the hybrid as a wolf? Was that something vampires could do? Or anyone for that matter? Ziva had no clue. Lightly-stepping paws continued to shadow the younger woman's until they were almost to her home. The wolf wagged her tail when the blonde turned around and took notice of her. Hello! Hi, Caroline! More tail wagging ensued after her thoughts, hoping Caroline would not be afraid of her. 

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Wolf!Form ~ karinganddaring ~

   It was not something Ziva David did often. In fact, she usually reserved the act for when it was only forced upon her due to the full moon. However, she did in fact maintain the ability to shift of her own free will. And perhaps the hybrid would use this curse to do some good.

   As per usual. Ziva was out walking and the Israeli noted with astute senses that someone was there, the faint sound of crying hitting her ears. She recognized the voice behind the sobs. Rebekah. She knew Rebekah had been hurting. Again Marcel had gotten with her, and it ended badly. He ended things between them, leaving the blonde Original devastated. 

Frowning', Ziva knew she had to do something. She had to cheer her up. Rebekah had been there for the hybrid a couple of times, and now seemed like the right time. Women have to stick together after all, right? So, with that, Ziva allowed her hands to go to the lapels of her jacket, taking it off before doing the same with her shirt and the rest of her clothing. Here goes-- something. Ziva thought before allowing herself to shift.

In her wolf form, her eyes were a brownish-gold hue. Her coat of fur was the darkest brown, so much so that it could look black in the right lighting. She was slightly taller and bigger than the average wolf, however not by much. Letting her long tail swish behind her, she followed the sound, soon picking up Rebekah's scent as well. She inwardly smiled at the sight of the Mikaelson sister. Trotting over, Ziva made sure to let her presence be known before she would close the gap between them.