They all left to let me shower and get dressed. It's not like I had an array of clothes from which to choose, so I put on the dress. I was pleasantly surprised to find out it fit me perfectly. I looked in the mirror just before putting on the shoes Selene had also given me, a white pair of sneakers from her own closet. While we had very different bodies, she was on the curvier side and was at least a head shorter than me, our shoe size was the same.
The wounds on my face and most parts of my body had healed nicely. And even though I had severely neglected my hair, it looked fine. The mess of curls pouring over my shoulders looked somewhat stylized. Maybe this werewolf thing has advantages after all. My skin looked healthier and my hair stronger, my eyelashes seemed to have multiplied, and I feared so would my eyebrows. Or maybe that was a hurtful stereotype. None of the women I had seen seemed particularly hairy.
