Alek gnashed his teeth at the thought of tearing them into something pliable. "All I really want is to tear into Sinka, but I think it would affect Eztli too--" His sentence was cut off by a throat-ripping snarl. Alek's eyes turned a dark grey, and his black and purple pelt seemed to stand on end. It seemed to be that some of Sinka's madness had leeched into his own wolf form.<br/><br/>Nene sighed gently and kissed his cheek. "I'm glad." She loved the feel of his fingers in her hair, and she figured he knew that as well.