Faith Eliza Cord
Four Thousand Club
This is beyond anything that Sheena can or is willing to take, and she snarls low in her throat, then seizes Heather's wrist, twisting and squeezing until bones strain and she hears something pop. As blood trickles down her cheek, she grabs Heather's hair, yanking her head back and then throwing her to the floor. Holding her down, she begins to shift into her Lycan form, her bones cracking and popping loudly. She is nothing if not focused now, her anger and adrenaline, along with her physical shifting, driving out her tipsy state.