Chris' breath slowed as he began ro relax, maybe the wolf had found other people to terrorize. He wasn't going to test his luck however, he walked towards the exit.
Before he could reach the exit however, the mime-wolf emerged from between two tents. She opened her mouth and let out a silent howl, her tail wagged as if she knew something Chris didn't, which she did.
Chris looked around, and a pair of girls fell to all fours, their shirts ripping as their spines bowed and tails erupted from their pants. A clown girl laughed as she seemed to fill with air, her feet bursting from the large shoes, her face warping into a snout, her clown nose still on and she let out a squeaking howl.
Chris was surrounded by a pack of wolves.