"Leave me the fuck alone."
How many times was Corrigan going to have to repeat themself before these dudes laid off. They had been hounding her since she had left the trashy dive-bar up the street. They just seemed like the typical dude-bros; insistent despite Corrigan's disinterest and now their skin was crawling. They had already followed them a block and a half. Not good. This is not good... they finally realized glancing back at the group of three followed not five steps behind. Anxiety and fear tore through their body swiftly at the realization at how much danger they were in. These guys weren't going to stop or let up.
Tingling raced through their skin, the pulse picking up. Whether it was their blood racing in terror or their power getting rapt up, Corrigan wasn't sure. Most likely it was both. Their hands were trembling but they could taste the static in the air as well. They had to act or else... Corrigan might have to defend themself. They would rather not do that. They darted quickly, hoping to out run the men following them. Instead Corrigan moved down an alley and suddenly a dead end greeted them. They turned to find another route and the three men were right behind like there had been no space put between them.
"Come on blondie. We just wanna hang out with you." the tallest man joked as they loomed closer to Corrigan. The three Garou has noticed the pretty little blonde at the bar and had decided to make them the quarry for the night. A good chase always made the best nights for them. So now they walked slowly, closer and closer to the tiny woman enjoying her fidgeting and anxious looks. Corrigan clenched her hand into a fist, feeling the pulse under her skin quicken and growing stronger.
"Please just leave me alone. I just want to go. I don't want to hurt anyone. Please." they pleaded but preparing to defend themself.