Quote Eferhilda:<br/>Whimpering turning into a snarl as she dropped to all fours her own jaws snapping, limbs trembling with a confusing urge of need and the will to cause harm. "Quarreling with the mystic is hurting us all....can't you see that?!" she growled rearing back up onto two legs to once again drop down to four in a nervous energy that helped to hide her fear.<br/><br/>"Please...let us stop this now before it is too late....." she pleaded with him inching a bit closer to whisper, "I do not wish to die by your claws...." her true fear and the beast within showing in her eyes as she stared at her mate.