Claude was enraged. He shouted down the hall at noon for the two to wake up. Furious he barged into their rooms and roared at the top of his lungs. "GET OUT, YOU FOOLS!!! GET OOOOUT!!" He nearly ripped the blankets in half taking them off Rowan before he literally ripped Stella's door off it's massive hinges and threw it down the hall. So engulfed by his rage, he didn't notice the dust on the hem of her dress, but he could smell the dust on her hair. Claude could hardly speak, he could feel the change coming. The moon was already out, though it was midday, it was autumn and it was know as "Wolf season" for a reason. Claude backed up as pain wracked him and his fingernails became black as night<br/><br/>The servants ran in to assist the two leave as quickly as they could, hoping they had enough time. Hector tried to get Claude back to the north wing, but he would not move until the two had left his castle. He knew he was a fool to let them stay, but this was his worst nightmare come to life. "RUUUUUN" Claude howled