Rathus couldn't hear the woman, but he could smell her and he gave it his all to try and break free from his cage and attack her. It was infuriating when she came into sight and she didn't have to fear him. Doing everything to break free until the same feeling came back to his mind from last night. Rathus reeled back in pain and dropped to his knees, snarling and growling. Because this wasn't the full moon, Rathus was easier to push back, and despite the pain in his mind, Lucas had not given up trying to take control. However, thanks to the woman and the migraine of all migraines, Lucas was able to pull Rathus back and assume control. Lucas' body began to revert to it's human form, fur receding and bones rearranging. Lucas fell onto his back, wearing only rags of his clothes, and his own blood on his chest. This would be Tri's first good look at Lucas. His hair was a dark brown, and he wasn't the scrawny guy he looked like next to Tiberius, he was actually a bit taller and more muscular than most men. Lucas' eyes fell upon the woman as he fell asleep. He secretly hoped she would kill him before he woke up<br/><br/>The shack was in shambles, no furniture save a single chair near the cage. No food was stored inside, nor was there a shed nearby. All the windows had been busted out, and by the sight of blood on the glass, by hand. There wasn't even a bed, not even a blanket or a pillow, some kind of comfort for sleep. It was clear that although the metal structure downstairs was his cell, the shack itself was meant to be his prison