Serenity followed behind her mate willingly enough, only hesitating when he had removed the chains and reinforcements. She looked at him worriedly, alarm touching her eyes,"Surely it can not be that bad..." she tried to argue, but her voice trailed off. She swallowed then nodded to him. He'd asked for her presence on this journey and she had said she would be there.

Serenity watched curiously at first as a younger version of Xaldin ran through the trees after a female emerald dragon. At first it was just conversation. Her curiosity abruptly changed to horror. She closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath as the memory ended. A tear ran down her cheek. She didn't bother to wipe it away. She opened her eyes and looked at her mate,"It wasn't your fault." she said firmly. She held up a hand to keep him from interrupting or arguing,"Dragon's don't attack the brother of their Rider's just for fun, even if their angry. Something was wrong." she insisted. She thought through what she'd just seen, then came upon something that made her uneasy,"That shift in Elyrana's eyes, just before she attacked you..." she said slowly, but didn't finish.

Serenity flinched away from the pain in his voice. She hastily followed after him, a bestial growl building in her chest. The growl was let loose when she saw the position he was in; the growl, almost deep enough to be a snarl, reverberated up and down the hall of the temple, thundering in her ears and his,"You killed her physical body, true. Her Eldunari was secure. You did not actually kill her." she said again, her tone threatening to change into a growl. Abruptly her voice softened and she went to him, tentitatively touching his shoulder. She hesitated briefly before speaking,"Xaldin, maybe you should reveal yourself to him. He's been hurt so much throughout his life. First Elyana, then you, then Erais, and now with Ella. I truly am afraid that if something were to happen to Ella...He would not survive it. He needs another anchor. Something to hold him firmly here, with the living, and out of his bloodlust state. He needs his brother. His family." she took a breath and stopped, realizing she was beginning to sound like a mother, similar to when she spoke to Nanime.

Xaldin remain still and silent. He didnt know what to say.

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While Vermona went to find Mya, Serenity bolted toward Ella's home. In her panther form, she made it in half the time she would have otherwise. Pausing at the door she reared up on her hindlegs and pushed, knocking the door open. She stood in the doorway, panting, her black fur bristling. Mýa is changing. According to Vermona you were with her when she changed in the Prison. Her wolf trusts you more than anyone here. Please. she gasped to Daidrea. Another shriek of pain emphasized her plea.

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This was going to be one of the more painful transformations. She could feel it now. Long, slow, and very, very painful. Mýa's couldn't hold back a wail as the bones of her spine splintered and shifted. She tried to curl up into a ball, but her pelvis wrenched around. Her calves bent into the hindlegs of the wolf. She screamed in pain.

Serenity nodded and turned. Follow me. she said, and loped away toward the increasing wails of pain. She stopped at the corner of a house. She's around there. she said quietly, and winced as another low keen grated over her sensitive ears.

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Mýa was panting now, curling in on herself as best as she could. Her spine, right arm, left leg, and pelvis were partially changed to those of the wolf. When she cried out, it sounded more like a hoarse shout, half human and half wolf. A single tear dripped from her eye. Why was she born a werewolf? why couldn't she be a normal human? Those thoughts were erased from her mind as her left elbow cracked and shifted.

Daidrea remained still, unsure of what to do at this point.



Short...WB.

The she-wolf continued to snarl for a while but, seeing he didn't do anything, she stopped. She lifted her head and sniffed. Hunger gripped her at the smell of blood, but for some reason the man before her kept her attention. Mýa wrestled with the wolf for dominance of the body, but she wouldn't give it. The she-wolf shifted uncomfortably, flicking her gaze from him to her surroundings. Recognition lit dimly in her eyes. Friend. Elf. she struggled to say, her mental voice ragged and halting. Her tail wagged slightly, then drooped down. A whine slipped from her. Hungry. she said plaintively, sending him an image of fresh blood.

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Vermona stood a distance away, careful to stay downwind of Mýa's wolf. Show her your authority. Wolves are pack creatures. Turn your head a bit to the side but don't show your throat. And don't meet her gaze directly. she murmured to Daidrea in his mind.

The she-wolf's ears flattened instantly to her skull at his motion. She whined again and dropped to her belly, crawling forward slowly toward Daidrea. Once she was close enough she tentatively lifted her head and sniffed at his jaw, nudging it a bit with her nose. She dipped her head a bit and whined another time. Hungry. she told him again in an almost impatient manner, sending him a picture of fresh blood. Her stomach snarled angrily with its hunger.

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She's no doubt asking for blood now, am I right? Soothe her first. She's agitated. Scratch at the corner of her jaw, then move your hand to the top of her head and neck. Then ask her what kind of blood she's hungry for.

The she-wolf watched his hand warily as he reached out to her, but an involuntary purr escaped her as he scratched her jaw. She sat on her haunches and relaxed, closing her eyes with content when he moved his hand to her head. Her eyes opened at his question, the blood-hunger overwhelming them. She whined eagerly and responded instantly. Twoleg. she replied. Inside their shared mind, Mýa gagged against the sick urges of her wolf.

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Vermona waited a moment, then asked. What kind does she want? she dreaded to know, but she needed to.

The she-wolf's ears perked straight up with alertness, watching him move warily. When he pricked his skin a low whine slipped from her. She licked her lips eagerly, but hesitated, glancing from his face to the two wounds in his neck. Slowly, she leaned her head down, sniffling at the blood that dripped from the holes. Her tongue darted out. The blood-hunger entered her eyes, and she couldn't help herself any longer. Gently, so she didn't hurt him with her fangs, she opened her jaws and fastened them over the wounds. Intense pleasure and relief filled her as she satisfied her hunger. It didn't take long, and she also didn't want to cause him any problems from too much blood loss. After only roughly five minutes, she pulled away. Her teeth were stained slightly red. She whined and bumped his hand with her nose, thanking him.

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Vermona's nostrils flared as the scent of blood came to her. Her black, thirsty eyes became savage with blood lust, her canines elongating, but she bit her tongue with one of her fangs to distract herself.

OOC:
Xaldin/Kuja would not have liked that image at all.lol

OOC: Clarify, what image?

After Mya had finished, Daidrea felt exhausted and extremely light headed. He sat down cross-legged to try to collect himself. After what happened, it didnt feel like a great idea. He felt like that he was going to pass out from the sudden drain. If he didnt end of up dead, Ella would probably let him have it for doing this.

OOC:
Mýa at Daidrea's throat. Kuja disguise or not, I don't think that would have set well with him.

IC:
The she-wolf sighed with content and curled up next to Daidrea, draping her tail over her nose. She was deep asleep only after a few moments.

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Vermona peered around the corner to find the werewolf asleep, which she would probably stay that way now that she was fed until dawn, and Daidrea about to pass out. She held her breath, since he was still bleeding slightly, and walked out toward him. She kneeled beside the elf, pursing her lips. Lay down if you feel like it. Do you want some of my blood to counteract the affects of the drain? she asked quietly in his mind, just in case she woke Mýa by speaking aloud.

OOC: Ah.

Daidrea decided to lay down. Glancing up at Vermona he shook his head. No I will be fine, I just need to rest. Daidrea gazed up into the sky. I dont know why I did such a thing. Something inside me urged me to do it. Even though I dont remember her or you.

Vermona nodded and briefly touched Serenity's mind.

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Serenity padded around the house, still in her panther form, and walked to Daidrea. She paused beside him and looked over the wounds before lowering her head to his neck and lightly rasping her tongue over the two holes. It had nothing to do with hunger, she was just cleaning them of blood. After she cleaned them thoroughly, she lifted her Marked paw onto them and closed her eyes. A gentle white light glowed underneath her paw for a moment before disappearing. She removed her paw and replaced it on the ground. All healed. I can't however help with the affects of the blood loss. she said.

The wounds ached as Serenity cleaned them, but it quickly vanished when Serenity healed them. Its fine. I just need to rest for a while...

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