"Not with the mating? I thought it was the mating that was so hard on them. I was worried that if I did something wrong, I would like kill her. But it is when she changes? I never realized that...." Zach found the cleanest blanket and put it on the sofa to put the female in. He tenderly wrapped her so that perhaps she wouldn't be so cold. He then silently, packed what few clothes he had brought with him in a small backpack. Every once in a while, he would glance over to the girl on the sofa.<br/><br/>A bent over shadow was walking as close as possible to the walls of an abandon building. It was obviously bleeding from knife wounds and yet it kept moving forward. The shadow was pulling a suitcase along behind and was holding a ripped coat around a thin body. Sighing like the wind, the shadow leaned against the door way just to rest for a few moments.