She disappears into the woods, quietly thankful that it's far enough that Foggy won't have to watch her track down and dismember Village Resident lookalike.

Anne likes the power, likes the feeling of being in control when she inevitably confronts the thing - taking a moment to make sure it wasn't actually the person it looks like - and then ensure that they don't live long enough to bother the rest of the village.

It's a few minutes of silence followed by some distant growling and sounds of a fight, and then tigerAnne is padding back to Foggy, lapping blood from her muzzle and hoping the internal moral monologue she's got going on doesn't translate on her feline face.