The Elders' Circle broke into a panic when you told them that the escape had begun early. Many of them were only just learning about the plan, and were completely unprepared for an imminent exodus. And yet they had no choice in the matter.
Sonoma's coarse hair bristled down her arms in a rippling wave, and she jerked in surprise as a change suddenly came upon her. Her breathing grew ragged and the tufts of fur around her neck stood on end as muscles stretched and groaned. A thin line of drool escaped her muzzle as she grinned through a set of razor-sharp teeth. The implants were doing their work. For the next hour, the wolves would be stronger than ever before, and with Maker's help, the suppression fields had been turned off. The breakout was on!
Escape!