"Born and raised human," Plays replied, shaking himself out and jogging to catch up, "A lot of my people are. Others are born wolf, though. It varies. We all have the power to change shape though. Human to wolf, wolf to human... either to a ten-foot tall furry death machine with chainsaws for hands."

He flashed an amused grin, then glanced up at the suddenly unfamiliar sky-line, "...whoa. I always wanted t'visit New York, but this is sorta weird."