Claude's dreams were empty as usual, but his sleep was deep and relaxing. His breathing was loud and obnoxious to most people, especially in his beast form, but he didn't snore, he just sounded out of breath. Jerome and the others were worried for the woman, they didn't think she understood the situation to it's fullest and was being rash by not running while she had the chance.<br/><br/>When Stella entered the room, Claude awoke, but remained still and pretended to be asleep. Her scent was kind and it kept him calm. How could this be? How could a woman he didn't even know have so much influence over him? It made no sense.