Fang liked most of her drawings and when he stopped on the last one he had to look at her. "I'm just gonna guess and say that it's supposed to me right?" he asks as he studies the drawing somemore. He didn't mind that she had drawn him. He put the snake back in it's cage. The sound of howling wolves out side, interrupted their conversation. His grandmother came back into the room. "Fang can you please go out there and see why they are doing that," She asks. Fang nods and goes out the door. Once he reaches the wolves they stop howling. "What's with you?" he asks them. They just look at him and wine. He just looks at them in the eyes. The wolves howl again, this time louder and longer. He was going to say something to them, but couldn't for he was struck with a surge of pain. His body began to heat up like he had a fever. He couldn't move, for every inch of his body began to stab with a sharp pain. With pain was too much, he couldn't take it and he passed out. His grandmother had been watching from the window. "Oh my god!" She screams and runs out the door. She then came back in carrying him.<br/><br/>She placed him on the other couch and looks at Rin, "Can you watch him while I go and get some cold wet towels and some ice?" She asks. "He's buring up like he has a fever, I need to try and get it down," She says. Fang was drifting in and out of consciousness. He could hear bits and peices of what his grandmother was saying.<span style="font-style: italic">What is going on, what's happening?</span>he thinks.