Since food was going to wait a bit and the pig would keep, Taryn pushed the dirt back over it before stretching a little.

"I do... as long as you find some other way to phrase it. That makes it sound like you're taking your dog out for exercise." Just about anyone else, she would've bristled over that, especially on the full moon, but Arthur was different.

"...shall we?"

And then, before Arthur's eyes, Taryn's form shifted and she shrank from the seven foot tall wolf-woman to a regular looking grey wolf with a bit of silver in her fur.