Regan swam, still in her wolf form, behind Rogue. She hoped the girl knew where they were going. They swam right up to a large structure. She vaguely knew of this place, mostly from stories and history. This was vampire territory. Or at least it used to have been a long time ago.<br/><br/>Once they were at the structure, Regan hesitated only slightly when Rogue offered her hand to her. She took the vampire girl's tiny hand in her big paw carefully. Then, they both phased through the wall. On the other side there were steps and finally a way out of the water.<br/><br/>Regan didn't hesitate. She made her way out of the water. She knelt, hands and knees on the stone ground, as she finally got a breath of air. She changed back, gasping and trying to catch her breath. Her clothes were torn and tattered. What was left of them clung to her wet frame. Her wet hair, appearing almost black now, hung down covering her face. There were a few claw marks on her skin, though nothing too deep that would require immediate attention. She looked in worse shape than Rogue had when she first saw her. She shivered.<br/><br/>Finally, she managed to speak again.<span style="color: #A020F0">"Th-Thank you... For saving me..."</span>The girl had come back for her. But why? Was it because she had saved her? Was it because she felt the same connection between them? She didn't look up towards the girl. How much of what those wolves had said had she heard? Had she heard what they had called her? Would she question it? Would she back away like so many others before because of what she was, because of her gender? She didn't know.<br/><br/>And what was to happen now? She couldn't go back to her pack now. Surely the other two would take back the body of their fallen comrade and mark her as a traitor to her race for killing one of her own whilst protecting a vampire. But then she couldn't go to Rogue's clan either. She was sure the vampires would kill her on spot without question, smelling that she was werewolf. What could she do know? Where could she go? With both sides dueling it out and her stuck in the middle not welcome by either who could she trust? Even though Rogue was right there, she suddenly felt very much alone.