<span style="color: #FF0000">The smile that was on his face stayed there, even when the rant began and even when she started to back away. It was as if he was stuck in a state of shock and could not comprehend what it was she was so upset about.  <br/><br/>And then is sank in…<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">What….Collin….that douchebag?! Why the fuck would I follow what he said?</span><br/><br/>“E? What the fuck are you talking about? It’s me Eidhin! How could you even think that I would do anything that douchebag Collin wanted?”  He took a step to follow after her, his hope that they could just be together again began to crumble and crumble fast. “Please don’t go, I have been waiting for this moment for five long years…I have so much to tell you…” he pleaded and continued to follow after her.</span><br/><br/>“Get away from me!” she screamed back at him, shaking her head and holding out an arm to keep him back. “You aren’t Eidhin! You can't call me 'E'! You’re some sick, pervy mountain man that got paid off and is now getting his kicks on playing a sick joke!”<br/><br/>Now, taking several steps back, she continued to vehemently shake her head. “Stay the fuck away from me, or so help me God!”<br/><br/>There was nothing more to say. The tears were brimming in her eyes as her world came crashing down around her. Eidhin wasn’t here; He was gone. And, for five years, she’d been stupid enough to believe he’d stuck around. Well, joke was on her, and it was a hard lesson learned…but not one she was going to stay around for, and stare in the face.<br/><br/>So, Eilidh took off without another word, the tears that had been brimming streaking down her cheeks. Her pace was full-tilt, ready to be free of the woods and hole up in her room. The one place she’d had—they’d had—was now tainted, ruined, and she wouldn’t be venturing out that way again. There wasn’t a reason to.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000"><span style="font-style: italic">No..no…no….no….NO! NONE OF THIS WAS RIGHT! IT WAS ALL WRONG!</span><br/><br/>Everything began to go out of focus, the world closed in around him and his chest felt tight. It was all wrong…so wrong. <br/><br/>“E….please….don’t….don’t….don’t leave me!” the last part was more of a strangled growl than anything else. “No….No! Not now!” he threw his head back and howled in frustration, anger and pain. <br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> No…please…not now. She…she could get hurt. I have to leave, I have to get away….I….</span> <br/><br/>Thought he could not even begin to finish as the change took hold of him, the control he had worked so hard to gain, gone. In a matter of moments, it all came crashing down and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Without E, without his sister, his focus and drive it was too much and he lost it. Now on the forest floor he groaned and whimpered in pain his body already taller and thicker than it had been.  Muscles developed and rippled along his form, fur dense and coarse grew and covered the whole of his body. <br/><br/>All he wanted, all he had ever wanted was for the two of them to be together again and now…she called him names. Called him sick…a perv, akin to a monster…just like their father, he did not have anything left now.  <br/><br/>Alone. <br/><br/>Again he was alone. <br/><br/>The howl that tore through his lips the next time was filled with his longing and sadness. Wolves were meant to be in a pack, meant to have a family. Now he had no one. All he wanted to do was run and hide, but the Wolf had another idea. Before he knew it, the wolf charged off E, arms and legs pumped in unison to maximize the power of each stride. In no time he spotted her and it was then that he dropped down to all fours as he ran her down. <br/><br/>If she did not wish to be there for him….then he would make it so that she was alone and hurt like him. When he finally closed the distance between the two of them he jumped and landed on her. It was nothing for his weight to bare her to the ground and nothing still for his teeth to slice clean through the flesh of her shoulder, while his claws went to work on her mid-section. <br/><br/>Time and time again he was called a monster. <br/><br/>The wolf figured it was time he earned that name.</span>