Controling your wolfish self.

As you dash forward and snap your wolfish teeth, ready to take a tasty bite out of either, you suddenly realize what you're doing and stop. The terrified girls continue running away until they're out of sight. Staring at you from the beach are dozens of horrified people gasping and panicking.

Needing some more time to think you nervously pace around on all fours to think. What should you do next?

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