Dimah was still unaware of the world around her, lost in the thought of finally getting to see the large man and Laine again. She didn't even notice the fire or the other person that was sitting down nearby. She continued walking on past the fire and into the shadows of nearby trees. She changed back into her human form before leaving the light.
"Laine... finally...." She said under her breath as she took a fighting stance in the darkness. She quickly moved, lashing out against a nearby tree, though not doing more than scraping off the bark, keeping herself back. She flowed through all her forms, moving like water; flowing from one form to the next. She further lost herself in her forms, her mind drifting back again to the night she left her families house.
Dimah changed back into her human form, neither her father or mother had been able to fully change back yet, neither seeming to have even the will to live anymore. Dimah didn't waste any pity on them. Dimah packed her belongings into a small pack that she could easily carry herself. She felt a clawed hand press down onto her shoulder and she shrugged the hand off, ignoring the person it came from.
"Dimah... what do you think you're doing?" Her mothers high pitched voice pierced the stale air of her room, "No daughter of mine will leave like this. It's those projects of yours isn't it? You think to study them don't you?" Her mother scolded her, placing both hands on Dimah's shoulders and whipping her around.
"What would you have me do mother? Stay here with you and father, waste my life with two people who don't even have the will to change fully back? Stay here and get married off into another rich family and care for the both of you as you age?" She pulled her mothers hands off her shoulders and shoved her against the wall of her room, her mothers face a mask of anger.
"How dare you speek to your mother so, girl." Her mother shouted as she turned around and slammed the door behind her, Dimah could hear the sould of a metal bar grinding across her door, barring her in. She returned to her packing and thought nothing of it.
As she stuffed the last of her items into her pack, she noticed an orange glow creeping through her windows. She ran to her window and looked out across her garden, shock spreading across her face as she saw her mother and fathers twisted frames standing by her forest, flames quickly working their way into the forest. Shock had frozen her body, she couldn't even scream as she knew the flames would eat every last bit of her workshop.
Before she even knew what was happening she had thrown her bag out her window and leapt out after it. She landed on all four paws, the change coming as naturally as breathing now, only she didn't stop there. She let the momentum of her fall power her jump as she landed on her mothers back, claws and fangs ripping into her mothers skin. Her mother fell into a bloody mess, screams piercing the air again as she fell upon her father. He didn't even have time to turn to see his wife's body as Dimah landed on him, ruthlessly tearing him to shreds, ripping chunks out of his body. The blood tasted so good, much better than what she had been eating her whole life.
Dimah came out of the trance with a smile; even now, 6 years later, she could still taste the sweet blood in her mouth. She started to laugh, a horrible sound coming from her small frame, and she redoubled her efforts in her forms, flowing faster and faster, her movements a blur even to a trained eye. Her laughing growing and growing, the sound terrible to hear.
Laine smiled to herself as she turned away and disappeared in a bundle of silks and smoke. Dimah's laughter only grew louder.