JB turned back into a wolf and thought "I'm gunna go hunt for a bit. I'm starving." she turned around and smelled the air for something to eat, instead she smelled humans. She tilted her head and followed her nose to them. She stopped mid stride as she saw a little girl and a man looking at Lucian, he was shinning like a million little diamonds. She barked and growled at the man as he raised his gun to Lucian. The man turned around with his gun raised at her. She rolled on the ground onto her back and tried to be playful, but the man wouldn't fall for that. JB looked at Lucian and told him with her eyes to run as far and fast as he could. JB got up and looked into the hunters eyes, she knew what she could do to him. She could kill him in an instant with how strong she was, but she wouldn't be able to get over the guilt the others would put on her. She walked closer to the hunter and growled trying to scare him away so she wouldn't have to do what she wanted. She was hungry and he was a weakling human, easy to kill, not to mention the little girl. She wouldn't take but two seconds to kill. She wouldn't even have to feel a thing. She would drag out the man's death though, just because she could and she still wanted to play with something, it didn't matter what or who it was. The man fired his gun and JB dodged it easily. The man recoiled as figured out she was no regular wolf. JB sprung for the man and landed on top of him, she could smell the fear pooring off of him. It was a sweet smell, she liked the smell of fear. JB knew something the others did not know or even want to know, she knew the taste of human blood and loved it. Before she came to this pack she was in a pack in France, a werewolf pack. She knew how to kill humans, easily. She was tired of deer and little animals, the weren't as good as humans, "big game" as her previous pack put them.