Conner only looked strihht ahead and kept quiet as he tried to piece together what little he remembered, he remembered that he never talked to anyone. No one talked to him either, it seemed he gave off that kind of feeling. But he wasn't sure if he just didn't talk much or something else made him quiet. Maybe he would remember late, but for now he would have to survive, and try to understand why he could turn into a white tiger. And how the Cer could turn into a wolf. He looked over at her and said "I think we can turn when we want."