Hume Form (Starting in Lucain form)
Low in the fog the lingered deep within the hallowed woods could be seen a dark shadow of a beast. Like shade hound it moved across the ground in a sweeping motion, spikes protruding from the beast's back and elbows. The creature swept the forest floor, nose to damp earth, over roots and rock alike; before finally letting out a terrifying howl into the fading light of dusk.
Enae sat back on her haunches and growled deep in her throat, how in the world did that sly demoness trick her into this again? Shaking her head furiously as she growled, this was the second time in a little over three weeks that she found herself mucking around in some strange place rather than inside her club, and it was beginning to irritate her deeply.
"Those stupid mushrooms better actually be here this time" She grumbled to herself as she put her dark nose back to the ground and began her search again. Blue-black fur rippling with colors as she moved through the dense fog, over fallen trees and the occasional over turned rock.
By the time she'd made her way about half way into the dark wood, night had fallen; and the she-beast found herself wondering, and not for the first time, if it had been her better judgment to wander into this place alone. After all she knew the tales told, of those lost to the mist, or the Ristikii hiding within it. With a sharp glance around herself, she kept moving, seeking only the handful of rare mushrooms the demoness had claimed would bring in customers, and cost a small fortune to buy.