Deadly Beauty

There was a sound, and her mind recognized it as the voice of a stranger, which had her head snapping up. She blinked at the dark shadows, chasing sleep from her mind with the shake of her head, pink mother of pearl eyes scanning around the chamber. "Um...if you're a ghost, I don't want any..." Her lightly colored eyes couldn't make anyone out with the glow of the mushrooms making every shadow darker, there was always a bit of unease when she met new wolves. This was a little different, as she couldn't make out the stranger, it set her nerves on edge and had her slowly rising to her paws. Her shortened tail raised above her hips and she waved it slowly. It was strange that she could still feel the rest of her tail when she did this, but she tried not to think about that as she waited for the disembodied voice to find a body.

"Jumanji." "You." Think.