Oh. The coyote was a girl. That was different. So was the controlled shifting -- that was an ability reserved for Hybrids, at least as far as Tyler knew anymore. He doesn't doubt there's a lot of shit out there he doesn't know about.

He takes the blanket and wraps it around his waist, tucking it into a wrap for now. At least he can pretend to have some dignity this way.

"Full moons aren't exactly a fun time for me."

All things considered, it seems dumb to try to pretend he had another reason for being naked in the woods.