Lulu stood in the meadows in the center of a bloody mess. She was in her white wolf form and just killed some hunters in the help of Aubrey. Her fur had patches or blood as she looked around looking around and saw that no others where there. She closed her eyes and shifted. Her light pink dress was torn and bloody. Her left arm had  a cut on it and she had a nice cut across her face and across her stomach. She let out a sigh. Her eyes darted around the area for Aubrey as her heart filled with fear. Did he get hurt or killed. Her breathing increased even more and she let out a faint sigh looking around, "Aubrey?" She called and only waited a second or two, "Aubrey?" She called again looking around her bottom lip was quivering as she looked around the area for Aubrey. She liked him and cared from him greatly. She liked him more then a friend but never told him now he was gone. She let out a gasp as tears started forming in her eyes as she started to believe he died. "Aubrey....." She called out one last time before falling to her knees unsure what to do if he really was dead she couldn't even get his scent.