Claude almost laughed. "Wolves" he muttered "Wolves aren't what you need to fear" He said, turning to face her. His clothing was ripped and almost rags, but it kept him decent. It was lucky that when she grabbed him sleeve it didn't fall off. Her defiant eyes and stern tone were making him more upset, but he did notice it was freezing outside. He closed his eyes and shook his head, unsure of why he was going to let them stay, especially with the full moon tomorrow, but he was going to. He opened his eyes and gripped the woman's arm firmly. He didn't want to hurt her, but he had to be very clear and very forward with this point. He looked deep into her arctic blue eyes and then spoke in a level tone.<br/><br/>"You and your father may stay one night, But you must leave with the light of the morning or the consequences shall be severe. And under NO circumstances may you enter the north wing. The servents shall tend to your needs and prepare a meal. Are my rules clear?" His voice was like grating ice, he was clearly seething mad, but some spark of his humanity shone through and allowed them safety for the night