Erik stealthily made his way down the hill slope, carefully mingling into the Majivu nomads moving around their moving city. He stayed in werewolf form, but righted himself to walk on his hind legs. His human face might or might not be recognised by someone, but his pale skin would definitely make him stand out far too much.
Though his gray-white fur and large werewolf form were also rare around these parts, it wouldn't draw as much attention as his human form. The same went for Alice. The young girl sat on his shoulder in her wereverine form, head on a swivel as she ooh'ed and aah'ed over the impressive Majivu city.
