Blinking into the dimness, she shook her head and realized she was in her jaguar form. Her surroundings were much clearer and focused than when she was in human form. As soon as that knowledge slammed into her, so did her last memories and she went completely immobile in case she wasn’t alone. That chemical scent, then someone shooting her with a dart. She didn’t remember much after that other than her hard shift to her jaguar form. Her animal had taken over, wanting to protect her. She wasn’t in pain and it didn’t feel as if anything was broken, but she couldn’t be sure until she moved. Slowly, Lauren glanced around and realized she was in a shack or house of some sort. Ocean waves crashed nearby so she was close to the beach. Pushing up on all fours, she turned in a circle. She was in a room with a dingy old mattress and two boarded up windows. The door was shut though she didn’t hear any sounds of life on the other side. Since her choice was to bash the door down with her large frame or shift back to human and open it up, she underwent the change.
