Max lied there in bed for awhile, asleep after he found his peace. It was only a few minutes later did he hear noise downstairs. He sat up in bed, staring at the door for a moment. He looked next to him to see that Kieara was not with him. He slowly got out of bed and made his way to the door slowly. He opened it and crouched along the floor quietly as to not make any noise. From around the corner, he could see Kieara was lying on the floor, holding her head and the looks of a man yelling at her. He tensed up a bit, staring and focusing on the man for a minute. What he had done, the aggression he gave. Humans were all the same. Then he looked at Kieara, seeing her on the floor with a smashed plate lying next to her. Why was he feeling such sympathy towards her? Just the sight of her in pain like that, made him angry. His eyes narrowed, the color changing from brown to silver as he made his way down the stairs and rushed Kieara's father, gripping him by the neck and pinning him to the wall. He bared his canine-like fangs and snarled at him.